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The Master and the Ring Ch. 01

By: jasliz



Henri was on the precipice, just a few more thrust and he would achieve enough arousal to stimulate ejaculation. He was working hard, vigorously driving his hard, meaty cock in and out of Yvonne, his favorite. Her ass was exquisite, and he never missed an opportunity to fill it full of his steely member. She was panting, working her clitoris with a blurred hand, lying on her back with both legs high in the air. Serena, kneeling next to Yvonne, watched Henri thrust in and out, waiting impatiently for the eruption. Her eyes pleaded for Henri to climax, almost begging for the nectar Henri would soon deposit into her wanting mouth.

It wasn't to be. Suddenly the door to the chamber opened abruptly and the Master entered. Henri, seeing him, immediately pulled out of Yvonne just prior to his climax. Diverting his eyes, he backed slowly away from the two women to an alcove. Seconds later, Peeking around the stone corner, Henri took the chance to view the Master finish what he had started. Henri's penis remained rigid, wanting greatly to release the load he had boiling in his loins. The urge only increased as he watched the Master join Yvonne and Serena. Henri was in awe of the Master's form. He was enormous, towering over the women. His naked muscled body rippled with power and definition. The Master's penis was immense almost twice as long and thick as Henri's own. At the base of his shaft, Henri saw a curious gold ring tightly around the Master's giant cock. Even from the distance he was away, Henri could see odd runes around the ring and they were shining a faint blue.

With amazement, Henri watched the long thick shaft engorge and grow erect, getting larger with each second until the Master took hold of it in one gigantic hand. With fear in her eyes, Serena approached, reaching up with both hands to grip the Master's hard cock. Henri's hand spontaneously went to his own throbbing member and stroked just as Serena began. Standing, Serena opened her mouth to lick the red swollen head of the Master's cock but could not open wide enough to take him inside her mouth. Using her hands, she stroked and licked the massive shaft, sticking her tongue deep inside the inch long slit of the Master's urethra.

The Master's head fell back in pleasure. Henri felt pride. He had taught Serena well and hoped what she had learned would somehow save her and Yvonne. The Master grunted approval as the tongue of Serena pressed deeper into his massive slit and she stroked quickly. With her hands on either side of his shaft, she stroked the thick tool, each hand separated by over an inch, the Master was so wide. The runes on the gold ring continued to glow blue as Serena stroked the massive shaft, her fingers hitting the ring on occasion. 

Envious, Henri wished he had finished before the master arrived. This was not a selfish desire only; no it was to aid Yvonne in what was to come. If Henri had reached climax he would have deposited the needed lubrication into Yvonne's rectum in preparation for the Master, giving Serena a few spurts for good measure. Now that he had been unsuccessful, she would have to endure the Master without the helpful lubrication of Henri's seed. Henri watched on as Serena did all she could to coat the Master's mammoth cock with her saliva before he turned and took Yvonne.

Yvonne lay motionless with fright on the red velvet lounge. Henri could see her fear, and could see that she was concentrating on keeping her anal muscles open from when Henri so abruptly left. She did not want it to close fully though it would do little to ease her pain when the Master tired of Serena's hands and mouth. Henri had taught her this, showing her the ease in which he could return to her ass if she remained partially open. The Master was much too big for it to matter but still she tried.

The time had come.

Henri could do nothing but watch. He had been sent to prepare the women for the Master's arrival and had possibly now failed. Without his seed, Yvonne may hemorrhage and die from the Master's massive cock. Awestruck, Henri watched as the Master pulled away from Serena and knelt down on the floor beneath Yvonne. Even kneeling, his cock was much too high to enter her. Lifting the woman in one large hand, the other grasped his wet cock, bending it down to Yvonne's quivering anus. From Henri's view, as the Master came in contact with the panicked woman, the sheer size of the Master's head roughly covered Yvonne's bottom. Gripping Yvonne's body tighter around the waist, the Master pressed her upon his cock as if she was a toy vagina made just for him. Yvonne cried out in pain as her ass stretched around the red bulbous head until it was forced into her anal cavity. Henri expected her to die, to be torn asunder but somehow she had survived the initial penetration, and was taking the Master further into her body. She was limp in the Master's hand, possible unconscious, Henri could not tell from where he stood around the corner. He was still stroking his cock, unaware he was even doing it as he was unable to turn away from the sight. The Master's cock disappeared into Yvonne's body until half was hidden from Henri's view. The Master stopped, holding the limp woman still and seemingly basking in the sensations covering half of his member.

Serena moved then, still standing next to the Master, she placed both hands under his heavy balls, lifting and rolling them in her hands. The Master grunted his approval and immediately began to pull Yvonne back off his cock with just his hand. Serena moved to the half of his cock that was not in use, stroking with her hands as Yvonne was brought back on the other half. The combination seemed to please the Master. Serena sped up, stroking twice as fast as the Master moved Yvonne for several minutes. Assisting her sister more, Serena leaned over and licked and spit upon the Master's shaft as it left Yvonne's body while she stroked him.

Henri watched from afar the Master's heavy testicles begin to rise, but it took quite some time. Serena was frantic, trying desperately to get the Master to climax, stroking faster and faster. Henri knew she was trying to save her sister and her mouth was drying out quickly. The longer the Master penetrated Yvonne the more damage she would suffer. It was apparent to Henri that more of the Master's cock was entering her the closer he came to his climax. He knew not where it could be going, fearing the worst.

Already, twice the amount of time had passed from when Henri had entered the chamber to prepare the sisters this evening. The stamina of the Master was staggering. Not only was he lasting he had been holding the full weight of Yvonne in his one hand as he manually moved her body on and off his shaft. There was no doubt in Henri's mind why he was so feared. He could hear soft moans coming from Yvonne, she was not completely out and thankfully not dead. The ring around the Master's shaft glowed bright blue, pulsing now, as did his shaft at the same rate almost as if they were connected.

Serena had begun to tire; sweat covered her naked body as she tried valiantly to save her sister. Her chest gasped for air, lifting her large breasts with each deep inhale. She was constantly licking the top and side of the Master's massive cock to add as much lubrication as she could for Yvonne. Henri watched with a sort of pride at all the preparation coming to fruition. She was stunning as was her sister. A dark haired woman, when her sister was light. Both women had large breasts with voluptuous curvy bodies the Master seemed to desire. They were chosen early on, taken and then kept alone in the chamber they now occupied. Henri had been instructed to teach them the art of pleasing the Master, spending several days with them until the time arrived for the Master to have them. He had thoroughly enjoyed his time with the two sisters. Growing very attached to both but desired Yvonne the most. As he watched the Master continue with Yvonne as Serena stroked fanatically, Henri recalled the last days fondly, knowing his time with them was now over.

*****

The war was at an end. Henri's nation had lost and was forced to surrender. The Master and his forces were just too powerful; without surrender no one would have survived. The Master's conditions were reprehensible but had to be obeyed. For those that had survived the war, were brought before the Master, forced to remove their clothing and were sorted by classes. Henri didn't know why he had been chosen at first, not until he was told what his new assignment was. The Master did not give this assignment himself, but it if Henri refused he would be killed.

"Master has chosen you to instruct; to prepare these women for his coming. Prepare them well and they may survive."

Henri was given a list of women's names and a map of the structure to find each room. He looked dumbfounded at the names and rooms; not comprehending what was required of him.

"Prepare? What am I preparing them for?" he asked.

The enemy soldier laughed, "Penetration from Mentula... the Master's giant cock!" the soldier laughed again before turning to leave.

Henri was shocked. He knew then why the survivors had been unceremoniously herded in front of the Master naked. He knew now why he was chosen for this role. He had been blessed with a large penis, a fact that was not hidden during the selections. The Master was a huge creature, foretelling of a giant penis that apparently even had a name. Mentula they called it. As Henri contemplated what he was tasked to do, he could not fathom the chore. Looking at the list again, he did not recognize all the names but some he did. The parchment gave him instructions on who to 'prepare' first. As he read further he quickly learned the master preferred anal penetrations. Henri was instructed to prepare the women accordingly. This was something Henri had never done, it being forbidden in his country.

Not knowing what else to do, Henri decided to find the first chamber and the two apparently related women locked inside. Serena and Yvonne of house Granvas, were not known by Henri before or during the war. When he entered the chamber he was immediately taken aback by the two beautiful young women he found. Knowing what he was ordered there to do, his cock lurched in his pants upon seeing them despite his misgivings.

"Greetings. I am Henri of house Dangard. I have orders to prepare you for Mentula and the coming of the Master."

Both maidens stood, giving Henri a better look at them. He could clearly see healthy strong bodies, large breasts and shapely hips beneath their clothing. Their faces were of the same shape, similar eyes and chins but their hair was of different hues. They were both very beautiful. 

"Prepare us? In what manner?" the blond asked, being the older.

"There is no other way to put this. The Master intends to have you sexually. Mentula is the name given to his manhood. My instructions are to prepare you for penetration from Mentula that you may survive."

Both women gasped, the dark haired one fell to her knees and began to sob. The blond soon joined her, trying to comfort the slightly younger. Henri walked over to both and offered his hand, raising both of them. 

"I know this is an impossible situation but all of our lives depend on obeying the Master. I must do what I'm commanded as you are."

"Why can't we escape and leave this place?" the younger asked.

"Impossible... others have tried and died. Our only chance is complete obedience or suffer terrible deaths."

"We're dead anyway if he violates us. He's enormous. It will kill us for sure," the older exclaimed.

"No, you can survive if you do what I teach you and prepare for him... why else would he bother with ordering me to do so if you were going to die anyway?"

Both women looked at each other and contemplated what he said. Finally the oldest stood defiantly and said, "What must we do? How will you prepare us?"

"I was chosen to prepare you because of the size and girth of my own manhood. I will teach you how to adapt to it and how to please the Master and thereby survive. You can please him with other parts of your body as well. This you must learn to stay alive. I don't know how long I have to prepare you."

The sisters looked at each other again and backed away from Henri, talking quietly. After a few minutes the older turned to him with the younger standing to her side. Both of them began to disrobe and stood naked before Henri in a few moments.

"I am Yvonne," the older blond said.

"I am Serena," the younger brunette added.

"We have decided to submit to your teachings in order to survive. What would you have us do?" Yvonne asked.

Henri was taken aback once again. The image of the naked sisters before him was stunning. He had never seen the like before in all his days. He'd had plenty of bar maids and country girls but never had he come across two stunning beauties as stood before him then. He said nothing, only stared at the two of them for over a minute before he realized what he was doing and what she had asked. Their breasts defied gravity, remaining high and perky on their chests even naked. They had the same shape, round with small areolas slightly darker than their olive skin. He watched, spellbound, as the skin wrinkled around the nipple pulling it off their breasts as the cooler air met their naked flesh. They were well toned from activity but also curvy and voluptuous. The blond had removed her pubic hair completely but the younger had a dark thick triangle above her sex. Henri's large cock began to grow in his pants as he admired the two sisters. 

"I'm sorry... I must say you're very beautiful... both of you! I will do my best to instruct you and prepare you for Mentula. Are you virgins?"

"I have been with men before," Yvonne answered.

"I have not known a man here," Serena motioned to her loins... "But have pleased a few with my mouth and hands."

"Very well... I need to evaluate what you know. We need not waste time teaching what you already have learned."

Henri began to remove his own clothing and soon stood naked before them with his long cock semi hard, hovering horizontal toward them.

Serena gasped when his large dick was revealed to them. Yvonne's eyes widened but she hid her surprise well. None of them moved, just standing naked across from each other. Slow and steady, Henri's impressive penis continued to rise until it was fully erect and pulsing in the air. The sisters had not made a move toward him as they viewed his naked body. He was impressive. Muscled from the war, with a few battle scars, and the cock between his legs was larger than either woman had ever seen.

Finally, Henri moved toward them and both of them jumped and backed up as he did. They quickly stopped, realizing what they had done and feigned composure.

"Do not be frightened... I mean you no harm... I only wish for you to survive. I will be as gentle as I can possibly be to prepare you for the Master. Now show me what you know. We can waste little time."

Yvonne was the first to move toward him. Being the older more experienced sister, she walked toward him and fell to her knees. Serena joined her shortly after Yvonne had already reached forward and took hold of Henri's wide shaft.

"I have taught Serena how to please a man with her mouth and hands by way of a candle. She says she has brought several to climax using this technique."

Yvonne proceeded to show Henri what she taught Serena by beginning to stroke his shaft with her hands and suck his head with her mouth. Despite himself, Henri moaned as her wet, hot mouth engulfed the head of his cock and she sucked gently. Her tongue circled his glands, as her hands gently stroked up and down for a few moments. Then she took his cock out of her mouth and looked up at him.

"Very good, now Serena you show me you can do the same."

Serena looked at her sister. She was nervous but Yvonne nodded and moved slightly for Serena to have access to Henri. She was not as skilled as her sister but it still felt amazing to have this hot young woman sucking and stoking his cock. His wide member spread her mouth to its limit and she used her tongue well, even pressing it on his slit as if to penetrate. She stroked and sucked for a few moments longer than her sister, almost forgetting to stop as she got into it.

The urge to ejaculate rose in Henri's body. The excitement of what he was being ordered to do was not lost on his body. He was almost at his limit when Serena stopped abruptly. His cock strained for release, throbbing and glistening in the air before the women on their knees.

"Very good! We need not practice that, other than to warn you Mentula will be much large and will require special care. Have you had any man as large as or larger than me?" Henri asked Yvonne.

Both sisters answered, telling him he was the biggest they had witnessed. He brought them to their feet and walked them over to where a red velvet lounge chair had been provided. He sat both women on the long chair and stood before them with his hard cock still throbbing with a long drip of pre-ejaculate hanging from the middle of his shaft.

"I was chosen for my size, to prepare your bodies for Mentula. Your hands and mouth may not be enough to please the Master. You must learn to take my length and width easily inside of yourselves to be ready for Mentula's girth and length."

"I will go first," Yvonne volunteered.

She leaned back on the chair, lifting her legs to reveal her sex. Henri could see she was already moist and her lips were flushed and engorged. This made him hopeful that she might survive the Master. Kneeling before her, she opened her sex for him, playing with her own clitoris before he got into position. He noticed that she was completely hair free; giving Henri another clue she was well versed in the art of love.

"Serena... pay close attention to me. Watch what I do with my hands to help myself," Yvonne instructed.

"Yes, this is a good idea... since you have not been with a man," Henri added.

He spread his slippery pre-ejaculate around his bulging head and pressed it down toward Yvonne's open lips. Thrusting slowly forward, he penetrated her vagina without much resistance. He knew she had seen her fair share of men, taking the whole of his cock in one smooth motion. His balls hit the velvet chair beneath her and he held himself deep. She began circling her engorged clit with a single finger, licking it every so often to maintain lubrication.

Yvonne moaned when Henri pulled out and thrust his cock in faster. She fell back onto the chair, still playing with her clitoris with one hand and found her left breast with the other. She pinched her nipple, bit her lip and moaned again as Henri sped up his thrusts into her. Henri had not felt womanly folds such as these in his many conquests. She was spectacular, wrapping his cock in pure bliss he never knew existed. Blood pounded in his head as the pleasure rushed through his body, blurring his vision. She was so wet and hot he had to pull out before he lost his load inside of her.

"Yvonne! I've never felt anything like you before. I cannot continue without spilling my seed."

"But you must... You are the biggest I've had and I felt you reaching depths and widths I've not known before. I have to be prepared for Mentula. Now enter me again and go as long as you can until you climax."

"As you wish."

Bending his steel erection down enough was difficult but Henri pressed himself in to Yvonne's drenched vagina and thrust himself deep and hard. He began pounding away at her, forcing himself deeper than before as long as he could maintain. His balls grew tight, the pleasure was unmatched. He felt the pending climax approaching rapidly but he did not stop. Finally, it was impossible to stop and his large cock spewed his seed into Yvonne's body with the pleasure and force he had never known before. As he climaxed it was then he realized that Yvonne was experiencing her own orgasm, something he didn't expect to witness as he prepared the two women. It was real and it was undeniable. Yvonne was trembling and her entire body seemed to vibrate from her contractions. He felt her sex squeezing his shaft as his own convulsions jettisoned his seed deep inside of her womb.


The Master and the Ring Ch. 01



They both panted and shook for minutes after the dual climax, no one saying a word. Henri looked down at her as she looked up at him. They had an instant connection; both had experienced a climax like never before. A bond was formed instantly and both of them felt it.

Serena cleared her throat, feeling awkward for being there among the two in such a moment as this. Henri's cock was still hard and deep inside Yvonne. Hearing Serena, he gathered himself and pulled his cum covered member out of her filled sex. Globs of thick semen oozed out and dropped to the floor of the chamber. The amount was staggering and just kept running out of her open sex for several seconds.

"That was a very good start. I should be able to prepare Serena as well in a few minutes."

"I'm sure, but maybe we should start with something a little smaller," Yvonne suggested, still breathing heavy from her climax.

"That is an excellent idea. What have you in mind?"

"Possibly fingers to start and one of the candles from the wall before you try and prepare her. For she is a virgin as she said."

"Yes... Good. I'll get the candle," Henri said, as his cock began to shrink.

He walked over to the wall, blew out one of the candles and disconnected it from the holder. As he walked back to the chair he chipped off the dripping wax to make it smooth and molded the soft end into a rounded point. It was as long as the width of his hand and about half the width of his hard penis. A good start for a virgin. When he looked up from his working of the candle he found Serena laying the length of the lounge chair and her sister was talking to her and explaining something.

"This is the key to your pleasure," Yvonne finished saying.

"I know, sister... I've touched myself there before."

"Good, do it now. Show me."

Henri stood next to the red chair and watched this young beauty begin to search through the thick black hair of her sex to find her folds and clitoris. He watched as she found it, her nipples began to rise of her perfect breasts and he felt is flaccid cock already stir to new life. Using both hands, Serena spread her lips and hair away from her clit and began to circle it with her finger like her sister had. She closed her eyes and began to arch her back and breath heavier.

"No, this will not do. I cannot see well enough through all of this to know if you are doing it correctly," Yvonne blurted, pulling at Serena's pubic hair above her sex.

"It feels good, Sister. Is that not enough?"

"Trust me, it's better without and you don't want any resistance from hair when the Master comes for us. You must be shaved," she said looking up at Henri.

"She makes a good point, Serena... I'd listen to your sister."

"Very well."

Serena sat up and got to her feet. Yvonne followed her over to a basin of water against the wall. Henri saw soap and a razor and stood with the candle in his hand as he watched Yvonne soap up her sister's dark pubic hair. Once she was lathered up well, Yvonne handed the razor to Serena to shave herself.

"I've not done this before... I don't want to cut myself."

"Just go slow, hold the skin tight before you shave."

Henri's cock lurched this time as he watched this beautiful young woman began to shave off her body hair with small controlled strokes. By the time she was clean his long cock was erect and throbbing. This fact was quickly noticed by the two sisters as they finished rinsing Serena's freshly shaved sex.

"See what your body can do to men? The Master will be no different." Yvonne sniped, as she looked at Henri's hard penis.

Serena suppressed a giggle and dried herself off and turned to look at herself in a full length mirror across the room. She walked toward it and admired her new smooth body before the mirror.

"It's so sensitive and smooth."

"I told you it would be better," Yvonne replied.

Serena turned and walked back to the lounge chair and sat back down, stretching out her full length. Henri liked the new look, though the skin was now quite red where she had removed the hair. She proceeded to touch herself again and this time Yvonne did not interrupt. Henri's cock throbbed and began to drip pre-ejaculate as he watched Serena pleasure herself with her hands for several minutes.

He jumped slightly when Yvonne spoke to him. "I think she's ready for your assistance."

He moved quickly to the side of the lounge and sat down next to the flushed young woman. Her hands were glistening from her bodily juices, still grinding her hands into her folds as if she hadn't heard her sister at all. Henri did not want to take her virginity even as much as he knew it would feel amazing. She deserved the right to give that to someone she cared for deeply. Henri remembered what the instructions had said; how the Master preferred anal sex and to prepare the women accordingly. He knew he was taking a chance with her life, leaving her a virgin if the Master decided to take her for the first time with Mentula. The tearing would be catastrophic with no preparation beforehand. It was a chance he decided to make and give Serena the possibility of willingly giving her virginity to the man of her choice.

Henri lifted her legs and Serena stopped playing as he touched her. She opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Am I ready?" she asked.

"Yes, Serena. Just try and relax, sister," Yvonne answered.

Henri could tell she wasn't relaxed now. Her chest rose and fell quickly in fear and Henri began to touch her flushed and wet sex with his fingers. His purpose was to lubricate her anal opening with her own juices. Serena flinched and moaned slightly as he slid his finger over her lips and down around the bottom of her vagina and then lower still to her tightly puckered anus only to start again from the top. He rubbed the pad of his finger around her anus, spreading as much of her juices as he could. Without telling Serena or Yvonne his plan, Henri tried pushing his smallest finger into Serena's tight anal passage while circling her clit with his thumb. She instantly tightened up and pinched him out, crying out with surprised.

"Sir! That is not my proper orifice!" she blurted.

"Henri! What did you do?" Yvonne asked.

Henri stood up, shaking his head and looking worried. Both sisters could see the concern on the naked man's face as he began to pace back and forth.

"Henri? What is it? What's wrong?" Yvonne asked again.

He quickly went to his pile of clothing and retrieved the order he had been given. He pointed to the paper and handed it to Yvonne at the same time. She looked down and began to read, gasping a moment later. 

"He wouldn't!"

"What?" Serena asked.

"I'm afraid so."

"What!" Serena shouted.

"The Master intends to take us anally rather than the proper way."

"No!" Serena called out, snatching the paper from Yvonne to read herself.

"It's true, Serena... that was why I did what I did. I wish to preserve your virginity for one you love and prepare you anally for Mentula. Your sister as well."

"He's a monster!" Serena shrieked, reading the passage.

"I'm sorry, but it's the only way. Without preparation you will both be torn beyond repair and killed.

"Can we ever be prepared for this? Will our bodies adjust to... to... even you?" Yvonne asked, looking down at Henri's sagging member.

"I believe it is possible. I've heard of other nations practicing this unholy practice. If what I've heard is true, your bowels can be expanded further than even your vaginas."

Both women looked terrified at his pronouncement. They had never heard such things before. They sat huddled together on the lounge for several minutes as Henri let them absorb the new reality. His cock stayed half erect without any manual stimulation and continued to ooze plentifully, dripping to the floor on occasion.

"If this is true, we must try," Yvonne finally spoke. "To survive!"

"Is it pleasurable... this unholy penetration?" Serena asked.

"I've heard it can be... what you were doing earlier will be of great benefit to you in trying to receive anal penetration. We must try as your sister has said. If you can be taught to accept Mentula you can please the Master and keep your virginity for your first love."

"I see this must be. I will try," Serena said, lying back down on the chair.

She spread her legs and looked up hesitantly to Henri. He sat next to her on the chair, Yvonne standing on the other side.

"Now touch yourself like before. I will go very slow... just try and relax and allow my finger to enter you."

He let her play for a bit until he saw her clitoris engorge once again and the secretions to flow anew. Using his fingers, he spread her juices once again around her tight hole and was about to try again when Yvonne spoke up.

"Henri... use your effluent... it is very slippery," she said, pointing to his now fully erect penis.

He had a plentiful source of pre-ejaculate running down the underside of his hard cock and nodded to Yvonne, thanking her for the suggesting. He gathered as much as he could and spread it around Serena's taunt orifice before pressing his pinkie finger into her body.

She tightened up once again but this time, with the slippery juice, he glided into her hot, tight anus.

"Oh! Oh my that's... strange!" Serena blurted, as his pinkie sunk to the first and second knuckle.

He held himself in, his heart racing. He had never done this before to a women and the excitement and idea had him shaking with a strange sensation he did not recognize. He had been taught this act to be most evil and doing it now, he had a mixture of guilt with curiosity and desire. He couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to insert his penis where his finger now was.

He felt her muscles struggling with the intrusion, squeezing the middle of his finger and pulsing on his smallest digit. He felt the heat and tightness, trying to comprehend the possibility of his penis in something so tight. He felt it impossible and that the stories he had heard as a soldier were lies and it was not reality.

Pulling most of his pinkie out, he heard Serena moan and her muscles tightened up even more around the end of his finger. This was when Yvonne reminded Serena to self-pleasure herself again, which Serena did immediately. Henri slid his finger back into her rectum, simulating the movement of a man trying to achieve climax since he knew this would have to be performed. He noticed quickly Serena was more relaxed and she did not fight the intrusion when she was stimulating herself. Henri's finger easily began to move out and in and he began to have optimism the rumors were true.

"It's different and quite nice," Serena suddenly said.

There was little to no resistance on Henri's smallest finger now and he decided to change to a thicker digit as Serena seemed well adapted to the first. She continued to play with herself and Henri switched fingers quickly to the next widest. She took the new with no problems and continued to moan softly and grind her hands into her sex. After a few minutes, Henri had graduated to his widest and longest finger and Serena had not complained of any discomfort.

It was Yvonne watching who handed the candle to Henri. She knew it was the next step and watched with anticipation as Henri twisted the candle around his oozing penis before he replaced his finger with the wider candle. He did it smoothly before Serena's tight ring closed and the added lubrication made the conversion effortless. This wider object got a response from Serena as the wax rod widened her further than anything before. Serena moaned louder and ground into her sex more feverously.

"Are you okay?" Henri asked.

"Yes, I'm fine... it's full but not painful."

Henri took this as another good sign. He was amazed at the short time it had taken her to go from his tiny finger to something half the size of his penis. He was beginning to believe the rumors and trust he could train their bodies to expand to his member. Pulling the candle back out, he began to simulate the thrusts and withdrawals of copulation. The wider candle had even a greater effect on Serena's body. She began to tremble and call out. Her nipples were very taunt on her round breasts as she rubbed her labia and clitoris rapidly. Suddenly she called out her loudest vocalization yet and began to climax from the stimulation.

Henri could feel her anal muscles grabbing at the candle, making it difficult to move the object as her body contracted for over a minute. Finally, her convulsions forced the object out of her body and she cried out in pleasure all the more from the sensations coursing through her.

Henri sat up, stunned as did Yvonne. They both paused and watched the younger woman wiggle and shake on the lounge chair as her body underwent what had to be a phenomenal climax. This was confirmed when Serena was finally able to speak again.

"I... have.... never experience... such a climax as that... before."

"The forbidden penetration is pleasurable then?" Yvonne asked.

"Mostly. It is strange but the two sensations combined into one great apex. It was unfounded pleasure I've not experienced before."   

"It was an excellent start to prepare you for Mentula. Much work needs to be done but I think there is hope of success," Henri said.

"I wish to experience the same," Yvonne blurted, trying to move her sister off the lounge chair.

Serena tried to move but her legs betrayed her and she almost fell as she tried to stand. Henri caught her and had his first experience of feeling her body against his naked flesh. She was soft but toned and her round breasts pressed firmly against his body caused his cock to lurch spontaneously. He had been erect the entire time and remained the same then. Once she gathered her legs he let her stand and she thanked him. Yvonne was already on her back and had begun stimulating herself with her hands. Henri turned to her and saw the copious amounts of secretions she already had. This was due to his seed still inside of her and her own excitement. She, herself, was rubbing the juices down around her anal orifice and even darting a finger into her own bottom before Henri had sat back down.

"I think I'm already prepared for the width of the candle," she said as Henri noticed her largest finger was fully inside her body.

"Indeed you are."

Henri sat down, added more of his pre-ejaculate to the candle and held it close in preparation for Yvonne to remove her finger. As she did, Henri watched her tight hole remain slightly open; giving him the gap he needed for the tip of the candle. She moaned as the wider object stretched her and focused on her sex and mostly her clitoris with her hands. Henri eased the slippery candle into her as deep as he dared, fearing he might lose grip on the shaft and have it disappear inside. He was impressed with Yvonne. She had skipped much of the preparation he did with Serena, taking the width of the candle with little problems. He wondered if she had experimented on her own before now but did not inquire. He was awed by the sight before him with both sisters. It was his first time doing anything like this and the excitement and newness had his engorged penis straining from the amount of blood engorging his member.

He couldn't take his eyes off her wet and flushed sex and the candle he eased in and out of her tight anal passage. He watched, without blinking, Yvonne press her hands into her moist womanhood, grinding her fingers on her clitoris and curling a few into her open vagina. It was the most erotic thing Henri had ever seen. His hand was shaking with excitement and his heart racing in his chest. He felt the blood pulsing in his cock, wanting nothing more than to take her again. The candle slid in easily over and over as Yvonne worked on her own sex. Secretions continued to flow from her open, dark pink hole to blend with the moving candle and Henri's cock dripped copious amounts of pre-ejaculate down his throbbing shaft. She was mow well-adjusted to the candle and Henri knew she could take more but the only wider thing he had available was his cock.

Their eyes met and it was as if Yvonne had read his mind. She knew also she could handle more, he could see it on her face. All that was needed was a nod from her and he lifted her legs and knelt on the lounge below her. He kept the candle in her ass and positioned his shaft next to it to replace the candle quickly with his wide cock. It looked huge next to the candle and he hesitated, thinking it was too much of a jump to his width.

"Just try, we have to," Yvonne suddenly said, sensing his hesitancy.

Serena gasped when she realized what they intended to do but Yvonne hushed her with a look. Henri only nodded his agreement and began to slide the candle slowly out of her bottom until the tip was all that remained.

"Try and keep it open if you can... I've noticed it helps when it remains open a fraction," he said.

"I'll try. Please go very slowly," Yvonne said, still playing with her wet engorged clit.

The candle was removed and quickly Henri placed the tip of his engorged head into her opened anus. Slowly he pushed forward and watched as her tight ring began to stretch around his unyielding head. She began to moan the wider it became and started panting as the widest part strained her skin to white and popped into her body.

"Ahhh! Too fast!" Yvonne screamed.

Henri was not prepared for his cock to pop in so quickly because of the force he seemed to be having to push. Then when his cock finally pushed through he wasn't able to slow his descent quick enough and more of his cock rushed into body than she wanted and he meant. He froze, not wanting to withdrawn since he was already in. She continued to writhe and pant, making painful noises as her body fought the intrusion of his wide cock. She had her eyes closed tight and was groaning in pain as he looked down upon her. The sensation around his cock was like nothing he had experienced before. The combination of the unclean act and the tight, hot grip she had on his cock, had Henri overly stimulated. His heart was beating even faster in his chest then with the candle. He dared not moved but shook from the shear exhilaration of the situation.  

It took several minutes but he felt her body relax around his shaft and her breathing and thrashing calmed down until she opened her eyes and looked up at him. She had never stopped playing with her sex and was still working her clitoris when she opened her eyes.

"I said slowly, Sir!"

"I apologize, Yvonne... I did not intend to rush in so unexpectedly. The resistance gave way so suddenly."

"It is easing now, but still throbs. At least I know I can adjust to the intrusion."

"Yes, this is a good step forward."

"Now the question is can I take you deeper?"

"Would you allow me to try?"

"Yes, but slowly!" she stressed.

Henri nodded and eased himself forward, very slowly; watching his cock, little by little, disappear into her amazingly tight and hot bowels. Halfway she began to complain of heat and dryness around the bottom. Using her secretions, Henri spread her juices around his shaft and around the connection between his cock and her taunt orifice. This seemed to help and he continued easing into her. He associated lubrication to success and never forgot the importance from then on.

"Holy ancients! It's so full!" she cried out. "I know not if I can take anymore."

Three-quarter of Henri's extensive shaft was buried in Yvonne's body and he stopped again to see if she would once more adjust to his cock. He never imagined doing this to a woman and was amazed she had taken what she had inside her bowels. Henri knew the stories were true and the pleasure in his cock was even more than he had thought possible. He could feel her body struggling with his width and length, almost massaging his cock with her straining muscles. The image of his shaft almost fully engulfed in this beautiful woman's rectum as she frantically played with her erect nub and fingered her vagina was surreal. Henri had never even contemplated the image let alone experience something like this.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 01



The quantity of blood in his shaft was staggering; he was bigger and thicker than he'd ever seen himself. Shock and amazement that this woman was adapting to his size, gave him hope of their survival, knowing Mentula would be considerably larger. The heat and pressure on his tool was intense, almost painful as he remained motionless with most of himself penetrating her. He added more lubrication from her flowing sex, spinning his finger around the tight connection, which also felt amazing. She had not relaxed enough or said anything, just moaning softly and going ballistic on her sex. Henri felt his was possibly her limit and couldn't take the last quarter of his length, at least not today.

He looked up at Serena, who was standing next to the lounge. She had concern written on her face, her arms folded under her amazing breasts. She was focused on her sister and did not notice Henri looking at her. They were both so beautiful. Even as reprehensible as his order had been, he couldn't deny the pleasure and thrill he had enjoyed the last few hours. Knowing he would be back to continue the preparation excited him all the more.

Deciding to give her some relief, Henri withdrew his massive cock instead of going further into her. He felt her ass grab at his cock as he eased a few inches back out, watching his vein circled shaft leave her body from above. His eyes widened with amazement. It was the most staggering sexual sight he had witnessed in his twenty-seven years. It also felt incredible. Her tight ring pulsed rhythmically as he withdrew, milking his shaft with unfathomable pleasure. Yvonne moaned as he slipped out of her further until most of his cock was hanging out of her ass. His shaft was glistening and pulsing from desire but he knew he needed more lubrication to help with the strain if he was to again enter her. But he did not know what. He looked back at Serena and as he did she licked her lips, making them moist with her saliva. This gave him the idea he needed. Holding his cock head in Yvonne's body, Henri began speaking to the women.

"Mentula will be much bigger than I. For you to survive you will have to help each other," he said looking directly at Serena.

"What can I do for my sister?" she asked.

"To ease the stress lubrication is needed. Your saliva could aid your sister in her preparation."

"Yes, I see. I will do so," she said, moving closer to Henri and leaning over her sister's body.

Serena began to lick the exposed shaft of Henri with the tip of her tongue, running up and down the top and side, coating it with trails of her clear saliva. The sensations on his very hard and sensitive cock were enthralling. The heat and grip on his head remained and the soft gently tongue elevated his pleasure toward climax. Serena covered him well before raising her head to look at her work and then Henri.

"Is that adequate?" she asked.

"Yes, for now, more may be required."

Henri pressed forward, easing his glistening cock back into Yvonne's tight, hot ass. The saliva from Serena worked well and he slid in easier, back to the maximum he had before. Yvonne moaned, exhaling loudly as he filled her up once again; calling upon the Ancients to help her. Pulling out again instead of trying further depth, Henri withdrew and without a word from him, Serena licked and coated his retreating shaft with her saliva once again. The combination of both sensations and the absolute excitement of the moment had Henri on the verge of another climax. He couldn't believe how quickly his pleasure had mounted and how little he had actually moved.

Pressing in one finial time, he spoke loudly with the thrill of his pleasure, "I cannot hold my climax further!"

His cock visibly contracted, sending his seed deep inside Yvonne's bowels over and over as he held himself buried now fully in her tight orifice. The pleasure shook his entire form, bright flashes appeared before his eyes and a ringing buzzed in his ears so great was his climax. His body jerked and shook as his cock unleashed its load inside Yvonne. Each contraction shook him to his core. It was longer and grander than the previous climax he had experienced with her. Shocked at the pleasure, he finally gained his composure as both sisters were staring at him. Removing his penis, semen followed his exit and oozed out of her open anus, dripping to the lounge's red velvet.

She had taken him all and had brought him more pleasure than he had thought humanly possible. He couldn't help but understand why the Master preferred the forbidden practice. This caused conflict within him, but he yearned for such pleasure again.

"That will be all for today. I will return tomorrow for more preparation. You both did very well, greater than I could have imagined. We still have much work to do."

He stood up, feeling a weakening in his legs. Dressing, he left the sisters and paused outside the chamber door, his mind swirling with thoughts and desires.



The Master and the Ring Ch. 02



Inside the locked chamber, Serena helped her sister sit up on the edge of the lounge chair. As she did Henri's seed rushed out further onto the floor to mix with his previous climax. Yvonne whimpered as the salty semen dripped from her sore anus.

"Are you okay, Yvonne?" Serena asked.

"I'm a bit inflamed but it's not horrible."

"You managed to take him completely as he climaxed."

"I did?"

"Yes, he was fully inserted to the base. It was amazing."

"Then there is hope and what he said was true."

"It appears so. I can't believe this is happening to us, Yvonne. Can't we escape and flee this place instead of endure this sacrilege?"

"We can't even leave this small chamber let alone get outside. If Henri says it's impossible it must be. He is of noble blood, of a good house. He would not inflict this upon us if it was not necessary."

"I guess it could be worse. He is very handsome and strong," Serena said, grinning.

"Very. I've never seen the like as a man and his penis is beyond imagination."

"Do you think he will save us? Can he prepare us for Mentula in time for the Master's coming?"

"We must pray to the Ancients he can, Sister."

**

Henri felt weak as he leaned against the sister's chamber door before heading back to his assigned room. He had mostly free access to the whole of the large structure that used to be his nations hall of the Ancestors; a holy structure now the den of iniquity. Just another terrible desecration by the Master. Nothing was sacred to this monster. Every assassination attempt or escape had failed, even when the Master was alone he was invincible it seemed. Inside his small chamber, Henri reread his orders to see if he could find how much time he had to prepare the sisters before the coming of the Master. He could find no reference on time, only the list of names and the order in which he was to prepare them. Frustrated, he dropped the parchment on the small table lit by a single candle and sat back in the creaky chair.

Without warning the door to his chamber burst open and two enemy soldiers entered. He stood up quickly to attention as he saw who they were.

"We've been sent to inquire about your progress with your assignment," one said, a bearded beast.

"Why does he get to prepare the wenches for the Master?" the other asked.

"I don't question the Master, and either should you," the first said, silencing the second. "So, how are they coming along?"

"Good... we made a lot of progress I think. Do you know how much time I have before the Master calls upon them?"

"Whenever he sees fit, maggot! I hope you left them both sore and drenched in your seed... that is what is required!"

"They had endured enough for the first day."

Both guards laughed. "You will spend the entire day with them tomorrow as soon as the sun shines. That is the order from the Master. I suggest you get some sleep and pace yourself tomorrow," the bearded one said, laughing again.

"We may check in on your progress ourselves," the second added.

With that, they left. Henri could hear them joking and laughing down the hallway. Sitting back down, Henri contemplated an entire day with the sisters. He didn't know how he would manage since he could scarcely keep from ejaculating with Yvonne. How would he prepare them if he couldn't keep from climaxing so quickly? Then he feared he wouldn't be able to achieve an erection once he had. The forbidden anal sex was so stimulating he didn't know if he would ever get accustomed to it. He hadn't even begun with Serena and he knew she would be even tighter than her sister. Just the very thought of his cock inside the younger sister's rectum cause his manhood to stir in his pants. Trying to force himself to think of something else he prepared a small meal and tried to sleep.

His mind betrayed him and he lay on his small pallet thinking of the pleasure that awaited him tomorrow.

**

Serena could not sleep as well. Her mind would not stop thinking of the pleasure she experienced with Henri and the candle in her bum. Watching her sister take his large cock had been breathtaking. She recalled licking his shaft as she pulled out of Yvonne's anus. The act had made her quiver with lust and desire. She knew she would have to learn to take Henri inside her body as well. Fear and excited anticipation kept her mind alert and sleep far away. She found herself touching her body under her light covers, imagining Henri's large cock opening her and slowly descending into her anus. She felt him a great gentleman for wanting to preserve her virginity when he so easily could have had it today. His honesty and integrity was commendable and she found herself hungering for his return.

She found her newly shaved sex, forgetting about the missing hair for a split second. Her moan of surprise and pleasure was heard by her sister only a few steps away on her own bedding.

"Serena? Are you okay?" Yvonne asked.

Serena stopped her playing and answered, "Yes, must have been dreaming," into the dark of the chamber.

"Seems a good dream from the sound you made."

"I confess it was of Henri... I find myself quite taken by him and so quickly."

"This is well; it will help with the preparation. Now get some sleep. I predict his return early."

"Yes, sister... I will try."

**

Yvonne was awake for a different reason. Her anus ached and was uncomfortable as she lay on her pallet. When she heard her sister's moan she knew what she was doing and did not blame her. Henri had come into their lives suddenly and the younger sister would be taken by him easily. She was not much different, though a few years older and wiser than Serena; Yvonne had never experienced pleasure like she had with Henri. The first time he climaxed with her was magnificent. She had never felt such ecstasy and depth before. She was proud to have taken his large cock inside her bowels the first time and remembered the beginning of desire before he had climaxed. She knew within herself she could adapt and feel great pleasure with him inside her ass again.

As she fell asleep she hoped her soreness was gone in the morning.

**

The Master stood naked before a full-length mirror in his normal human form. He was of average height and build, nothing worth mentioning, really. In his hand, he held a band of gold, admiring the runes etched in the heavy metal. As he lowered his hand, the runes began to glow as the ring neared his flaccid below average penis. Fitting the ring over his head, he watched his body transform into the Master everyone feared. His height and weight tripled in sized as his muscles expanded, bones elongated and power surged through his frame. He smiled, looking at himself in the mirror, his thick, heavy, massive cock falling between his muscled thighs. The ring shone a faint blue; pulsing with his heartbeat, it had enlarged with his body to fit perfectly at the base of his enormous shaft.

The ring was the source of his power. It had given him everything. With it, he was indestructible. With it, he had conquered land upon land, making the defeated yield to his wishes and desires.

With one large hand, he took hold of his newly shaped manhood. The sensitivity was equally as great as the change in size. His body surged with energy and a lust born from the ring. It hungered, desiring to be nourished by the bodies and energy of the Master's conquests. He must have sexual contact to please the ring, to maintain the power it held. With his climax, the ring grew stronger, taking from those whose bodies have caused the pleasure.

The large cock grew in the Master's hand until fully erect, the runes bright blue light reflecting off the mirror to light the darkened room. Turning, he walked around a dividing wall into a larger chamber where his latest acquisition awaited him.

The woman was beautiful, they all were. She lay on a large bed made for a king. Her naked form pleased the master as he looked upon her. Large round breasts fell to her sides in perfect circles of plump flesh. She looked at him, showing no fear, having volunteered to be a vessel for the Master. They never fully understood what they had done until it was too late. Even the religious zealots, which seek him out and hunger to be with him, realize their mistake as Mentula takes them for the first time. This beauty would be no different.

She sat up as he approached; her breast fell slightly to a perky natural shape. He felt the power from the ring pulse as he viewed her naked body awaiting his pleasure. Standing in front of her, she was forced to stand to touch Mentula, taking it in both hands. Pleasure surged through the Master as the young woman stroked his massive shaft for the first time. He looked down at her, just as she opened her mouth as wide as possible to suck just a portion of Mentula's head. He was pleased. She stroked well and sucked powerfully. The blue light brightened as the ring's power surged once again from the pleasure. He allowed her to pleasure him for a space of time, enjoying the long strokes and licking she provided.

"You've come willingly to submit to, Mentula?" he asked, breaking the silence.

"Yes, Master. I wish to give myself to Mentula."

"Then your wish shall be granted," his voice echoes through the chamber.

With one enormous hand, he grabbed the young woman around the waist and lifted her easily into the air. She fell on her back in his grip, as he pulled her to his face. She called out in pleasure as he licked her sex and anus with his large thick tongue over and over, coating her body and both orifices with his plentiful saliva. Mentula throbbed below, awaiting the woman's body; blue light pulsed inside the room. The Master found her puckered anus, spreading her open with his powerful tongue. Mentula, more than the Master, prefers the forbidden hole. The ring controls the Master; the Master does not control Mentula.

His wide tongue penetrated her anal cavity and the woman moaned as the hot, wet object probed her insides, preparing her for Mentula. He took her in both hands by the arms; she fell vertical, just hovering above his throbbing shaft. Lowering her, his grip tightened on her body and he forced Mentula into her bowels.

The scream was heard throughout the structure.

**

Henri was startled awake by the inhuman scream. His room was a light grey. Sunrise was approaching. He laid there for a time, wondering what had made that terrible scream. Not able to fall back asleep, Henri got to his feet and relieved himself into the chamber pot in the dim light. Lighting a candle, he made his morning meal and dressed. The scream had not left his mind. Leaving his camber early, he went to investigate out of curiosity before sunrise. He had a few minutes at least before having to report to the two sisters for the day.

He walked toward where he thought he had heard the source of the scream. The enemy soldiers began to multiply the further he walked toward the sound. He was getting deeper into the structure, where it was rumored the Master dwelt. Peering around a corner, he found four guards outside large double doors, large enough to allow easy passage for someone as huge as the Master. As he stopped walking, he heard the noises coming from the large doors. It sounded like a woman panting and a deeper voice breathing heavily, mixed with a rhythmic sound of a bed being forced against a stone wall over and over.

It wasn't difficult for Henri to figure out what was happening inside the room. The scream must have been the initial thrust of Mentula and now the Master was engaged in hard anal sex. This was what Henri pictured using the information he had. He stood there listening for a time; the constant banging did not change.

The sun was going to be rising soon and he decided to depart before he was found lurking around the Master's chamber or he was late to his assignment. He thought he heard a climatic moan echo through the structure several minutes later as he neared the sister's chamber.

**

Both sisters had been awake for over an hour. Neither had slept well. Yvonne was pleased to find her sore bottom was getting better quickly when she used the chamber pot upon awakening. They both dressed, though they wondered why they bothered. Both of them were excited to see Henri again, even though they really shouldn't have been. The dread that hung over them was still there but there was also an excitement for what was to come by the hands of this new handsome man that was willing to try and save their lives.

They had been far enough away from the Master's chamber that the scream from the 'willing' woman had not awakened them in the night. They knew nothing about it. They went about their daily routine, wondering when Henri would return. Sunshine appeared high in the window above their stone floor and shone on the opposite wall just as the door to their chamber opened. Both sisters turned quickly and stood from their small table as Henri entered.

"Good morning. I have been ordered to spend the entire day with you from sunrise to sunset," Henri said.

"Very well... it will give us time to prepare," Yvonne said, hiding her excitement to see him.

"Have you eaten?" Serena asked, not doing as well of a job.

"Yes, thank you," Henri replied, walking toward the two sisters.

"Do you wish us to disrobe?" Yvonne asked.

"Not as of yet... I wish to speak to you first. I was visited by two guards last night after I returned to my own chamber. They were the ones that told me to report to you early. I tried to find out how long I had to prepare you for Mentula but they were not helpful. They mentioned they may visit us today during your preparations."

"Not welcomed news on both counts," Yvonne said. 

"They wish to view us engaged in coitus I'm sure," the younger added.

"It appears so and I apologize for such behavior but we have little recourse."

"Indeed. We will deal with them if necessary. Shall we begin?" Yvonne asked.

She was playing the situation as unemotional as she could, mainly to be strong for Serena. In reality, Yvonne was frightened they did not have enough time to be ready for Mentula. She had always been the sister that got right to the chores and did not dillydally when things needed to be accomplished. She had taken this new 'chore' the same way. She also was looking forward to seeing Henri of house Dangard naked again and possibly experiencing the pleasure of yesterday.

"Soon. I must also discuss a concern I have," Henri said. "I fear I am weak and will not be able to control my pleasure when we engage in the forbidden art... if I cannot keep from climax, I cannot prepare you in the way you must be. You saw this yesterday in my hasty ejaculation with very little movement. I do not know what to do and ask for your suggestions?"

The sisters looked at each other, their cheeks both flushed from arousal. Yvonne felt her face and body heat, her nipples begin to pucker and her sex pulse from Henri's honesty. He was truly a man of integrity.

"The forbidden art is very pleasurable for you then?" Yvonne asked.

"It is, my lady."

"I see. But won't you last longer if you ejaculate before we engage in the forbidden art?"

"Yes, but I fear that will not be enough and the more I ejaculate, I may be unable to achieve a new erection."

"Yes, this is possible... I've seen it myself. I had a suitor that would not last more than a few minutes and then was unable to maintain his erection afterward," Yvonne recalled.

"What did you do?" Serena asked her.

"I ended our courtship after the second time."

"That does not help, sister?" Serena said, slightly giggling. "Isn't there a way to delay your climax?" she inquired of Henri.

"Short of withdrawal and no stimulation I can't think of any," Henri said.

"We will have to facilitate this then. It may be advantageous as well to practice receiving you over and over," Yvonne said, feeling her clit twinge with desire at her own words.

"Very well, I will try to warn you when the time is at hand and I will need to withdraw for a time."

"We will be vigilant in this... we should begin," Yvonne said, as she began removing her gown. 

Her sister followed her example as did Henri. They were all naked in short order staring at each other. Yvonne noticed quickly that Henri was aroused already. His penis was almost fully erect and at present had oozed his slippery effluent to make his head wet and shiny. She desired him more than she thought she would. Her body felt warm and flushed as she looked upon his strong chest, arms, legs, and the impressive thick shaft growing between his legs. It was unlike any she had ever witnessed and as she watched it grow to its uttermost she was awed she had taken him fully in her bowels yesterday.

"Who would like to prepare first?" Henri asked.

"I think I would... I'm further behind than my sister," Serena spoke up rapidly.

"Very well... join me on the lounge."

"I kept the candle from yesterday. We could begin with it again," Serena said, not hiding her excitement at all and finding the candle among her discarded clothing.

Serna quickly laid down on the lounge and said, "Shall I begin to stimulate myself now?"

"Yes, and if you will allow I can prepare you for penetration with my mouth," Henri suggested.

"If you wish," Serena replied, as she started running a finger gently over her labia.

Yvonne watched her sister began to pleasure herself, standing next to the lounge as Henri sat below her sister. Yvonne watched Henri, spread Serena's legs and lower his head to her sex. Her breath caught in her throat as her sister gasped with pleasure when Henri's tongue spread her lips open. His mouth opened further, taking the whole of Serena's womanhood inside. Serena called out in passion, arching her back and pressing her sex into Henri's face. He concentrated on her vagina and clitoris for some time before moving lower to prepare her anal orifice with his tongue, applying adequate saliva for penetration from the candle.     

Serena, in her passion, had dropped the candle, making Yvonne retrieve it from the side of her body and the lounge chair. Henri was darting his tongue in and out of Serena's tight cavity, pressing in as much of his length as was possible. Yvonne caught his eye as he looked up over her sister's body and handed him the candle. Raising his face from her body, he inserted the candle very easily into Serena's prepared bottom. Serena reacted immediately, calling out in pleasure and grinding her hand into her folds. Yvonne knew Serena craved the pleasure of yesterday again. The candle was going in and out easily in Henri's hand. Serena was well prepared and ready for more width; such was her arousal. Henri must have realized this as well because he soon knelt below her and lifted her legs so that he could move himself into position to penetrate her.

Yvonne moved closer to watch and to aid her sister in receiving Henri's wide shaft. A heavy stream of pre-ejaculate was flowing from Henri's head, and she watched him rub it around his purple dome and down the shaft before removing the candle and placing his head at the entrance to Serena's slightly opened anus. Serena was preparing herself by playing vigorously with her clitoris. Yvonne's eyes widened as Henri pressed forward very slowly and entered her sister. He was not caught off guard this time and did not rush into her when the resistance gave way. 

Serena called out in slight alarm when he did push through but she seemed well off compared to what Yvonne recalled feeling. Henri froze, allowing her to adjust. The sight Yvonne viewed from above was staggering. Henri's long thick cock seemed to be cut off at the head as it disappeared inside Serena's tight pulsing orifice. The skin around Henri's shaft was white with strain and contrasted sharply with Henri's reddish, vein-lined rod. Yvonne's' mouth dropped open at the awesome sight.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 02



"More... I can take more," Serena suddenly said.

Henri looked up at Yvonne and raised his eyebrow curiously. Yvonne returned the surprised look just as Henri pressed his wide shaft further into Serena, easing half of his long cock into her depths. She watched the expression on Henri's face. She saw pure pleasure the like she had never witnessed on a man's face before. The forbidden arts were very enjoyable.

"Ohhhhhh... it's it's so full... I... ohhhhh..... It's so big...!"

Serena was beginning to feel the extent of Henri's cock, testing her limits and Yvonne recalled the sensation from yesterday. Without being asked, Yvonne knelt down and began to lick the last half of Henri's extensive cock. It was too dry to enter her sister and she wanted to help her as much as she could. Henri's face contorted in what seemed like pain but had to be pleasure. She recognized what she was doing would only bring him to a climax sooner even though it helped Serena.

"Are you close, Henri?" she asked.

"I'm afraid I am, mi lady. Her body is pulsating upon me and the sensation is building quickly."

She watched as Henri's heavy testicles rose and tightened in preparation of his climax. This gave Yvonne an idea. If she could keep them from rising, he may be able to refrain from climaxing. Without discussing this with him, she reached between his legs and, took hold of both his tightening balls and pulled them down with much force.

"Aaagh!" Henri called out in pain as Yvonne wrenched them downward.

"I apologize, Sir... I was only trying to help."

"Ohh.... That hurt a great deal but you did interrupt the pleasure and I remain hard. It did help, Yvonne."

"I am glad. I can be gentler next time."

She saw Henri smile weakly before turning his attention to Serena. All this time she had ignored them, busily playing with her sex and keeping her eyes closed tight. Now as Henri pressed further into her, she began to pant and act as if she was not receiving enough oxygen. The saliva on Henri's shaft helped him ease into Serena and Yvonne watched in astonishment as the rest of Henri's cock disappeared slowly into her sister. She kept a wary eye on his testicles, ready to pull them down again if thy rose to high.

Their bodies met and Henri held himself buried as deep as possible in Serena's bowels.

"You did it, Sister... you've taken him all!" Yvonne gushed loudly.

Serena bit her lip, played ferociously but did not comment. Holding himself there, he looked back at Yvonne with hope and pleasure written on his face. At that very instant, Yvonne truly believed that Henri was going to save them from a terribly painful death at the hands of the Master and Mentula.

**

Moments earlier the Master had Mentula fully buried into the willing follower's ass. She moaned slightly as he drove his cock deeply over and over into the poor woman's body. She was scarcely alive, having endured hours of Mentula's width and length. Her gaping hole was stretched beyond repair, destroying her muscles to facilitate Mentula's massive girth. The glow of the ring was at its brightest, shining like a blue sun around the shaft of the Master. When his orgasm arrived, the blue light turned bright white and Mentula exploded inside the woman's body, filling her intestines with its dark seed. Her belly expanded as if several months pregnant as his seed flooded her insides. The Master screamed in unadulterated pleasure, the ring enhancing the climax several time greater than a mortal man could survive. The life force of the woman was drained during Mentula's climax, taking her energy to power the dark ring until she ceased to moan and appeared as dead on the bed made for a king.

The Master finished his climax, pulled his massive cock free of her spent body and watched as the bed was flooded with his effluent. The dark seed rushed out, as the woman's abdomen returned to its original shape. Leaving her, the Master walked back to the chamber he had first appeared. His body was vibrating with power. She had given him much, a very devoted follower there was no doubt.

**

The guards outside heard the climax of the Master and opened the doors to the chamber a few minutes later. They were instructed to remove the woman and discard the body if she was dead. They usually were but some had survived on occasion. The guards were allowed to have the survivors for as long as they lived. Their minds were not ever the same after Mentula but the guards didn't need a talker.

Finding this one alive, the four were pleased, picking her up in the drenched sheets and taking her out the doors to the hallway. Her body dripped the Master's seed as they carried her several minutes to a small room where others awaited. They cheered when she was brought into the room and unceremoniously dropped onto a rough wood table among the saturated sheets.

"She lives!" one yelled.

"I'm first!" a second added.

A line was formed; the first took his place and the woman slowly opened her hollow eyes as her legs were pulled apart.

**

Serena had never known a man before. She had never experienced a hard penis in her vagina to relate the sensation to what she was feeling now. With Henri fully buried in her bowels she felt a fullness she's never experienced. There was only slight discomfort, which she found odd because of what Yvonne had said yesterday, she expected much worse. Never ceasing to grind her clitoris with her fingers, she felt the sensations of spreading warmth and pleasure expand throughout her body, mixing with the fullness beneath. This was much different than the tiny candle she felt yesterday. This was enormous and much warmer. From her sister's words, Serena knew she had taken all of the handsome Henri's member into her body. She felt pride and relief she had managed the chore only a few hours after her sister.

What she felt now was pleasure increasing more fully over her body. She was adjusting to his length and girth and sweet bliss was overcoming fear and any discomfort. It was amazing. The sensations began to rush through her and only increased as she felt Henri begin to retreat and withdrawal his massive cock. She felt her tight ring clutch his shaft as he exited, leaving her empty and wanting his return. As he did she felt the cold saliva of her sister's mouth lubricate Henri's shaft as it filled her full of hot bliss. She was vibrating with pleasure, her body light and filled with euphoric bliss she never thought possible. Time was of naught and Serena basked in the pleasure of the forbidden act.

**

Henri looked down with his cock buried deeply into the virgin woman. He had preserved her vagina, taking her ass instead. He couldn't believe she had taken the whole of his long, wide cock this easily. He figured it was all due to her preparation and lubrication her sister continued to replenish. The incredible feel around his cock was mind-blowing and he was soon ready to blow even after Yvonne had yanked on his testicles downward. She was going to have to do it again soon if he was going to last any longer.

Henri was impressed with this younger sister, a virgin really, taking him all and seeming to enjoy his cock sliding in and out of her tight ass. She was working her sex and clitoris vigorously and the look on her face and the way her body seemed stimulated, told Henri she was thoroughly enjoying his shaft, even as big as it was. Her voluptuous breasts were pressed together by her arms and capped off with erect nipples, pointing straight to the roof of the chamber. He wanted to reach forward and touch them both they looked so inviting. He resisted, not knowing what both sisters would think of him touching them. Preparing their bodies for Mentula had nothing to do with touching their breasts. It was a shame because they seemed to be begging to be fondled.

"I'm approaching climax. I must withdraw," Henri suddenly said.

The thought of touching Serena's incredible breasts had pushed his pleasure to the boiling point. As he pulled his wet member all the way free of Serena's tight ass, it flipped upward, throbbing and begging for release. He watched Serena's reaction to his leaving. Her anal opening remained wide open, perfectly round and dark pink almost red within. As he stared, he did not notice Yvonne. Suddenly his balls were being pulled down a second time, but gently this time. He looked at her and she did not look up at him, busily keeping him from climax. What she did after pulling his testicles down shocked Henri fully. Yvonne began sucking his cock head as well as adding more saliva for reentry. Amazingly the sensation was different enough to keep his seed from being released. The combination of his testicles being pulled and her sucking and licking his cock calmed him down enough to try and reinsert his massive shaft back into the younger sister. He noticed that her ass remained partially opened and as he pressed forward, his cock easily descended in again.

Serena let out a deep long moan as the extent of Henri eased back into her until their bodies touched once again. Henri held himself home, basking in the sensation of heat and euphoric bliss he had not grown accustomed to. The forbidden act was doing thing to his body he never even dreamed about.

"You entered her easily as she kept herself open," Yvonne said, watching.

"Yes, I've noticed that before. It's well to remember."

"I will. She is doing well."

"Yes she is... very well."

It was then that Serena opened her eyes and looked up at the two in conversation. Henri saw her eyes open and looked down at the younger sister as his cock moved slowly in and out.

"You... two speak... as if I'm not... here," Serena said, between heavy breathing.

"You didn't seem to be, Sister... how are you handling him?" Yvonne asked.

"It... feels... amazing, Sister... I'm... in awe... of the... sensations."

"You are adapting to him very well, Serena... can you achieve climax this way?"

"I... believe... so... soon."

With that, Serena closed her eyes again and renewed her efforts on her clitoris. Henri had focused on the conversation, putting the pleasure out of his mind as much as he could. He was again impressed that she may climax during the forbidden act for the first time. Was it possible the pleasure was greater than the proper way?

Feeling his arousal again begin to peak, he did not know if he could last until Serena climaxed. More time had gone by than he first realized. He knew this by the sun's light on the wall from the high window. He was amazed that she had taken him this long and that he was able to keep from orgasm as well. Henri, kept a constant rhythm, in and out of Serena's body, trying to help her climax before he did. If she could orgasm with him he felt she stood a better chance of survival with Mentula. The sensations in his cock were growing, the pleasure surging though his body as his testicles rose tightly around his shaft. Yvonne had not noticed, focused on her little sister and watching her approach her own climax.

As soon as Serena's body began to shake and contort, the pleasure became too great for Henri to stop. Her bowels began to squeeze his shaft as her climax took hold of her body. This sent Henri over the point of resistance and his cock exploded forth into Serena's intestines as her body shook and climaxed on his spewing cock. The pleasure again was legendary, rocking Henri's body to the point of overload. He felt himself sway and his vision was lost for a split second as the second burst of semen left his body as he held himself deeply in the young woman.

Serena was holding her breath, her back arched and her entire body vibrating from the pleasure of the climax that gripped her. Finally remembering to breath, she began gasping for air, her breast rising and falling rapidly on her chest. Her body shook and trembled from the orgasmic waves crashing through her. Henri's cock continued to spew forth, releasing his load with each massive contraction. So overwhelmed he fell forward onto the young woman. His chest met hers and together they held each other through to the end of the climax. Neither realizing at the time the strangeness of the embrace.

**

Yvonne watched with astonishment and slight jealously her sister and Henri climax together in each other's arms. The pleasure must have been staggering from them to do this without thinking of the repercussions. Yvonne had experienced a climax with Henri but their bodies did not come together like her sister and his. She watched them perspire and shake in each other's arms even after the climax had ended; both breathing deeply and enjoying one another.

Finally, Henri sat up, looking uncomfortable and a little worried about what he had done. His large penis was still fully engulfed inside Serena. He shyly looked at Yvonne and she raised an eyebrow at him but said nothing. Serena was still unaware of anything really, lying on her back with her eyes closed and shaking ever so often from an aftereffect that took hold. Before anything could be said the door to the chamber burst open and two guards entered.

Henri seemed to recognize them and Yvonne assumed they were the same who said they might come and check on his progress. She covered herself as best she could immediately as they walked into the chamber toward them. Serena was just opening her eyes, she screamed in fright as she saw them.

They both laughed and ogled both sisters. "Well look at this... you don't waste no time. Already taking the Master's favorite hole," the bearded one said, laughing.

"He seems to have just finished as well. Look at the mess," the smaller said as they stood next to the lounge.

Semen was oozing out around Henri's shrinking shaft and Yvonne watched as he pulled out completely. She knew what to expect and wasn't surprised to see a large quantity of his seed gush out before the rest oozed slowly out of Serna's open and red hole.

"Holy Mentula! Look at all that splooge!" the smaller guard called out.

"Seems Henri here likes the tight ass like the Master does. We arrived a little too late to watch you go at this wench. Too bad, now you'll be useless for a bit. I'm sure the older one wants some of the same."

"Do you think the Master will mind if we have a go at her," the younger said eyeing Yvonne up and down.

She had an arm over her large breasts and a hand over her shaved sex. Neither was covering her well.

"I don't know if that is a wise idea... what if he finds out?" Henri said, standing up with his shrinking cock covered in his semen.

The guards looked at each other, contemplating their options. They kept looking at Yvonne and Serena and Yvonne thought for a moment they might take the risk and violate them without the Master's permission. Thankfully Henri talked them out of it.

"You know what he does to people that disobey him. I've heard he kills them as painfully as possible."

"We have rounds to make anyway," the bearded said. "But we may be back later when you're all used up again."

The smaller guard, who had walked around behind Yvonne, smacked her on the backside and both guards left chucking.

"Thank you for saving us the humiliation," Yvonne said.

Serena shivered. "They are revolting I feel dirty just letting them see me like this."

"They are gone and I doubt they will return," Henri said.



The Master and the Ring Ch. 03



The guards had come from the room where the willing woman was being violated over and over by the other guards. They had had their turn before they went to check on Henri. This was another reason they didn't feel the need to take Yvonne and Serena. They returned to the room to watch the last few men climax inside the woman's sex. Below her on the table and floor was a copious amount of semen from each man. They were amazed the woman still lived but they saw nothing in her dim cloudy eyes. Her mind was gone. As the last man called out his climax and spewed his load forth, the woman fell lifeless on the table.

**

The Master had pleased the ring. The willing woman's essence pacified its hunger and had infused the ring with power. The Master stood before the mirror and viewed his massive body vibrate with energy. Slowly his considerable shaft fell flaccid after the climax and he removed the ring, shrinking down to his normal weak form. The ring pulsed in his hand with life and felt cool to the touch as it was appeased for the time being. Placing it on a chain around his neck, the Master dressed as a guard and left his chambers to walk unnoticed around his conquest. He saw hate and anger in the faces of the people he had conquered. They all wanted him and the rest of the guards dead it was obvious. It was the fear of the Master that kept them in check.

He had a copy of the orders he had given Henri, the same list of women he was to prepare before the Master called upon them. There weren't enough 'willing' women to supply the Master and the ring. The only reason he had Henri 'prepare' the women from Mentula was because without the preparation they would undoubtedly perish under the width and length of the Master's cock. This gave the guards nothing. He prepared the women so they would possible survive and appease his men along with the ring.

As he viewed the list, he tried to recall the first two women. Sisters he remembered. Both very lovely he was sure... an Yvonne and Serena. He remembered them both vaguely as he had seen so many of the countries women during the classifications. He found their room on the map and decided to pay them a visit in his human form... to jog his memory of the two sisters and to see how Henri was preparing them.

He recalled Henri easily; he had been the most endowed of all the men during the classifications and was why he had chosen Henri to prepare the woman worthy of Mentula. If Henri had followed orders, he should be with the sisters that very moment. The Master strolled among the halls in no particular hurry toward the sister's chamber.

**

"I did not think I could feel greater pleasure than I had yesterday. But I was mistaken," Serena began. "My climax surpassed that of the candle. With your penis in my forbidden orifice, I climaxed to the extent I never knew existed."

"I admit I myself felt great pleasure as we peaked together. I apologize for falling forward onto you and embracing you in my desire."

"Do not, kind sir... I will not hear your apology for making my pleasure greater."

"Are you two finished?" Yvonne cut in.

Henri and Serena looked at her. "We don't have time for your ramblings. We all know the forbidden act has caused great pleasure for each of us. We cannot deny it nor can we afford to. We must embrace the pleasure now and prepare for the coming of the Master."

"Very well, sister."

"I see your wisdom in this as well," Henri said.

"Now, are you able to continue yet?" Yvonne asked him.

"I do not know," he replied.

Yvonne came around the lounge and sat on the other side, reaching out to Henri. With her hands, she pulled him by the hips toward her, lifting his soft, wet cock to her mouth. Henri sighed aloud as her warm, velvety mouth encapsulated his flaccid shaft and she took his sagging member deep inside. She did not seem to care of the semen he still had on his member. She seemed determined only to have him erect again. Life returned quickly to Henri's cock as Yvonne began to suck the limp shaft until it was hard enough to begin to stroke with her hand. Soon Henri's manhood was fully erect once again and throbbing from Yvonne's expert talents. She stroked and sucked him for a few moments more for good measure before releasing him to speak.

"There, now you are ready."

"Madam, you are very skilled in this art."

"I was taught by the best, sir."

"Mother?" Serena asked.

"Yes and you were taught by me."

"And where is your mother now?" Henri asked as his cock throbbed and pulsed in the cool air. He wanted to meet such a woman that could teach her children this skill. He couldn't help but wonder what the master could do.

"She passed two years before the war began," Yvonne said, lying down on the lounge chair.

"I'm sorry."

"Enough talk. You must prepare me," Yvonne said, starting to play with herself."

Before Henri could get into position, Yvonne rolled over onto her stomach and lifted her backside into the air with her legs spread wide. The new view of her body caused Henri's hard cock to spasm with a jolt of pleasure. She had her hands under her sex, fingering her vagina and grinding on her clitoris. He was so taken aback that he froze in place and watched her. Her large breasts were smashed against the red velvet lounge, her incredible back arched to her shapely behind and her tight rosebud stared directly at him. She turned her head and looked at him; he was mesmerized and did not hear her the first time.

"Are you going to just stare at me or prepare me with your mouth as you did my sister?" Yvonne asked, louder.

"My apologies, Yvonne," Henri said, blinking and moving forward.

He opened his mouth as she turned back to face forward. His tongue found her tight hole above her moving fingers. He licked around the snugly puckered skin, adding saliva to her body before pressing the tip of his warm tongue into her forbidden hole. She moaned softly as more of Henri's tongue descended into her hot bowels. He was not aware of her soreness from yesterday, and her quite moans gave no clue to any discomfort from his tongue. Suddenly, as his head was buried in her backside, he felt a hot, wet mouth on his cock. Serena was sucking him and keeping him not only hard but lubricated for the time he would penetrate Yvonne. The sensation on his cock from the younger sister was very similar to Yvonne and he knew she had taught the younger well.

Henri prepared Yvonne's ass for a few more minutes as Serena constantly sucked and licked his cock. He never swallowed and had deposited a plentiful amount of saliva on and in her tight orifice. Not really wanting to change what he was doing, Henri sat up anyway before Yvonne said something again. Serena was forced to stop sucking him and Henri positioned himself behind Yvonne. His cock was straining with blood and excitement once again. It was difficult to get the correct angle as hard as his shaft had become. With a little effort, he bent his member down and placed the head at the wet entrance to Yvonne's pulsing hole. He reminded himself to not rush into her this time, feeling that was the major difference between Yvonne and her sister from yesterday to today.

Gently he moved forward and watched her tight ring open up around his red wet head. Slowly he moved, expecting the resistance to give way again unexpectedly but was surprised when he eased in without a noticeable release. Once his head was in he stopped, seeing the sides and back of Yvonne rising quicker. She had not uttered a word and had her face pressed in the back of the lounge. Serena stood next to them and watched, ready to assist if needs be.

Henri could feel Yvonne's ass pulsing on his shaft. The tight ring of her outer anus palpitated around his wide shaft, just below the head of his cock. The sensation felt wonderful and continued for several seconds before the stress began to ease on his cock. He knew she was adapting to his intrusion and was okay to move forward once again. This was a new position they had not tried and the stimulation was slightly different on his cock with the woman on her stomach instead of her back. The view was spectacular, her large breasts smashing out the sides of her body and her sexy curved spine visually stimulating his senses. Henri's cock eased slowly forward into Yvonne's body, inch by inch. This caused her to moan into the lounge and began to play more vigorously with her sex under Henri's slowly moving cock.

As he neared totality, he felt her fingers jostle his testicles as she played and fingered her moist sex. He was fully buried inside her hot bowels once again, remaining that way from several minutes as she once again adjusted to his width and length.

Before he could pull out the door to the chamber opened and a guard Henri did not recognize entered the chamber. He was shorter and scrawny compared to Henri. The first thing Henri thought was how easy he could kill the man with his bare hands and how foolish the guard was for being alone. Henri watched the man immediately walk up to them like he was the Master himself and look upon Serena and Yvonne with hungry eyes.

"Can we help you?" Henri said with his cock still buried deep inside Yvonne's ass.

"Carry on. The Master sent me to check on your progress with these two. I see you're preparing their rectums well."

Henry saw the weasel of man adjust himself and lick his lips, rubbing his hands together. He was directly next to Henri and Yvonne, his face actually bending toward the connection of their bodies. Henri almost reached up and rung the man's neck like a chicken but stopped because disposing the body would prove difficult. Serena had backed away, covering her nakedness with her discarded clothing and keeping her distance from the man. Yvonne had lifted her head to view the disgusting man and glare at him but Henri saw the guard did not care, standing there waiting for Henri to proceed.

"Must you watch us, sir?" Henri asked.

"Yes, I must. I have to report back to the Master you are doing your duty. Now proceed and pound the wench properly."

This caused Henri's face to flush red with anger. He wanted nothing more than to dispatch this whelp right then and there. He was about to when Yvonne spoke up, stopping him.

"Do as he asks, Henri... give him the show he desires."

"Yes, yes... give me my show!" the man cackled in a high pitch screech.

Henri was fuming but he suddenly felt Yvonne clench her muscles around the shaft of his penis, urging him on with her body so he wouldn't do something foolish. Henri turned to her and looking down saw the pleading in her eyes for him to continue for all of their sakes. Trying to ignore the disgusting, greasy haired man, Henri withdrew his long shaft from Yvonne's body, her tight ring gripping him strongly each and every inch. She had him so snug her body had scraped off all of Serena's saliva upon withdrawal. His cock dried quickly in the open air. When Henri proceeded to reenter her, he felt the binding dryness and saw Yvonne flinch with discomfort.

"Serena, your sister needs you," Henri said.

Serena reluctantly walked to the other side of Henri and Yvonne, across the chair from the man and bent over to begin licking Henri's shaft, using her hand to smear the needed lubrication around his extensive girth.

"Oh how nice... the younger sister eases the pain!" the Master's shrill voice called out.

Henri clenched his jaw, focused on Yvonne's body and descended into her again with a noticeable difference. Even with the evil guard watching, Henri could not deny the exquisite pleasure that gripped his cock as he descended once again into Yvonne's body. She also had turned back to the lounge, placing her face into the soft velvet. Henri pulled out slowly again and Serena licked his shaft. Pleasure surged through Henri's cock as it withdrew and was bathed in Serena's saliva. He tried to weigh which sister's body gave him more pleasure. It was difficult to determine but he felt Yvonne pleasured him more.

"Faster! You can go faster than that!" the Master disguised as the guard screamed.

Henri ignored the man, but descended again a little faster and his pleasure spiked considerably as the new speed sent a rush of pleasure through his cock and body. He pulled out equally quick and heard a moan from Yvonne. It was muffled and he knew not whether it was pleasure or discomfort. Serena did her best to lick the shaft as he withdrew and again Henri drove his cock deep into Yvonne's bowels. His balls actually making a slapping noise as they hit her body from the speed of his descent. Hot, tight bliss enveloped Henri's large cock as he repeatedly drove it home while Serena licked and spit on his fast moving shaft. 

"That's it... give it to her... prepare her for Mentula!" the man screamed, watching Henri thrust over and over. Henri was lasting longer because of the intense climax with Serena but nothing would keep him from another climax as fast as he was thrusting and withdrawing in and out of Yvonne. He could hear Yvonne panting, her chest rising rapidly as Henri looked down upon her. Serena had her head constantly down close to her sister's tight hole, licking letting her saliva dribble out of her mouth onto his moving shaft as it sawed in and out of Yvonne's body.

"I'm going to climax!" Henri said, nearing his ultimate pleasure.

"Deposit your load into the sister's mouth!" the guard yelled over Yvonne's panting.

Henri was shocked at what he had heard and turned to look at the guard in disgust. Serena, having heard the guard, lifted her head in shock and confusion giving the guard an equal stunned glance.

"Do it! Or the Master will hear of your disobedient. I can tell him anything I want."

Henri want this man dead more than any man before, glaring at him with fire in his eyes. He couldn't stop his climax now, decided it better not to disobey this man for the moment. Letting his cock come completely free of Yvonne's body, Henri took hold of it as the man screamed again and turned it toward Serena.

"Open your mouth, wench! Get down closer!" 

She jumped with fright but obeyed and opened her mouth wide just as Henri sprayed his first large burst of semen forth. It sprayed into her mouth and she reacted in surprise, gagging on the thick salty effluent as it found the back of her throat, forcing her to close her mouth on instinct. Henri, overcome with pleasure, stroked his cock until the next burst hit Serena in the face, curling up to her forehead.

"Open! Open!" the Master screamed.

Serena sobbed at his yells but opened her mouth and kept it open as Henri finished his climax in and around her mouth until he was spent. Her face was a mess, her mouth full of white ejaculate and she sobbed with her mouth open, breathing through her nose. She was afraid to close it.

"Very good, wench... now swallow it!"

Henri was so taken aback by pleasure and shock of what this guard was doing he was frozen in place. He stared down at the beautiful woman covered in his sticky semen. A strange sense of pleasure gripped his body as he view what he had done to her. With shock he watch Serena close her mouth and swallow the plentiful semen filling her mouth.

"Excellent! The Master will be very pleased with your efforts... all of you!"

With that, the man abruptly turned and left the chamber, leaving Henri and the two sisters stunned and speechless.

**

The Master's little penis was throbbing his guard pants. What he had just witnessed and forced the three prisoners to do, had excited him beyond anything he could remember as a normal man. Watching the large cock of Henri driving in and out of that beautiful woman, and making him spill his seed into her equally luscious sister's mouth was glorious. The Master knew he had chosen Henri well. He would prepare all the women the Master had chosen and many would survive Mentula after Henri was finished with them.

The Master quickly went back to his chamber, hoping for a new willing follower to be waiting him. As he looked around the divider, he was not disappointed. A beautiful raven-haired woman lay naked on the newly covered bed. Her hands were exploring her own body and he could see her fingers glistening with her juices from across the large room. Turning back, he quickly removed the guard garb and the ring from the chain. His little penis throbbed between his scrawny legs and he dropped the ring in his rush to place it over his tiny head. As it fell, it began glowing blue as it neared his member. Its descent abruptly ended, hovering in the air near the Master's small cock. He watched in amazement as the ring pulled his shaft to the side by itself, moving his entire body until the ring was fully around the base of his cock. The ring had not moved, the man had. The change took effect quickly and the Master smiled at his enlarged and strong body. Turning the corner, he went quickly to the black haired beauty with Mentula already fully erect.

**

Serena was sobbing. Yvonne was seething with anger. Henri did not know which to console first. Another loud sob came from Serena and he went to her.

"I apologize, Serena I had... no... choic..."

"Do not apologize for that monster," she cut him off. "I do not cry because of what you did but because of what he did. Do you not remember I told you I have pleased men with my mouth before? I've had them ejaculate without warning and have tasted and swallowed their seed on more than a few occasions. It does not bother me. But the evil man yelling frightened me."

"She is quite innocent, Henri... she'll be fine," Yvonne spoke up.

Henri was again surprised. He thought for sure she was crying because of the semen he had ejaculated into her face and mouth. To learn it was not, relieved him but also made his curious. Serena had stopped sobbing and had walked over to the washbasin to cleaning her face off.

"And what of you, are you well?" Henri asked, Yvonne.

"As well as expected, you lasted longer and went much faster into me. It was good preparation."

"You act so hardened, Yvonne... can't you tell me the truth and your true feelings?"

"What benefit will this have? You were sent to prepare us and nothing more."

"So you feel nothing for me?" Henri asked.

"Sir, I've only known you for less than a full day. What would you have me say?"

"The truth!" Henri blurted.

This caught Serena's attention and she returned to them. Yvonne did not respond when Serena joined them. Henri, frustrated with everything, departed and walked to an alcove across the room to think. He could hear the sisters whispering but could not understand what they said. He was in an impossible situation; ordered to essentially stretch the sister's anal cavities in preparation for them to be violated by a monster. He kept thinking about that new guard and how much he wanted to kill him for what he had just done. The image of him ejaculating into Serena's face came back into Henri's mind. Her mouth wide open, is long ropes of white semen spraying out and falling onto her tongue and face. It was something he couldn't stop thinking about. The forbidden act, the sensations it caused, all of these new experiences confused and frightened Henri. He found himself craving them, wanting anal sex over the proper way, wanting to spray Yvonne's face with his semen the next time he took Serena. 

Shaking his head and the images from his mind he returned to the women.

**

"Yes! I wish to merge with Mentula! I've prepared my entire life for this," the new women with the raven hair said.

The Master smiled down at the maiden. She was well endowed once again; her heavy breasts plump on her chest with dark areolas the size of her large eyes. Deep brown eyes that looked up at him adoringly.

"And how have you prepared for Mentula?" he asked, taking his time with this one.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 03



I've prepared my body for you, increasing my ability to receive Mentula.

"What have you used to do this?" he asked, his cock throbbing over the young woman's head as she looked up at him.

"Large objects, vegetables mostly."

"And have you taken some as large as Mentula?" he asked, skeptical.

"Yes, my Master... my vagina is able and willing."

"Your vagina?"

"Yes, Master."

"Oh my poor daughter... it is not the vagina that Mentula desires."

The expression of excitement and anticipation quickly left the young woman's face and was replaced with fear.

"What does thou meanest? What does Mentula desire?"

The Master laughed. "He desires your bowels my daughter... my foolish daughter." Reaching out to take hold of the young woman's left leg she tried to scoot away but he grabbed her quickly.

She screamed with fear and he laughed, picking her up with ease to dangle from one foot in the air.

"You prepared the wrong hole, such a shame," the Master said, sticking a long wide finger into the woman's wet and sloppy sex.

She had indeed prepared herself for him. She was very loose and her secretions flowed heavy from her vagina. His finger easily fit so he added another. The woman moaned with pleasure, suspended upside-down in the air by the Master's other hand.

"Please, Master! I've prepared so long for Mentula, please take me the proper way I beg of thee."

"The proper way? But what of this orifice? Has nothing entered here?" he asked, bringing her to his mouth so that his tongue began to probe her tight sphincter.

"No, Master... nothing has... I will be torn asunder."

"That is your failure my daughter. Did you not know what Mentula craves as his follower?"

"I... I... did not believe the rumors. I did not think Mentula would desire this."

"And now you will pay the price," he said, forcing his tongue deep into the woman's rectum.

She screamed and struggled in his tight grip. With the other hand he took her free ankle and spread her legs wide, forcing his tongue deeper still into her virgin ass. The taste and tightness was like ambrosia to his senses. She had been foolish, the first of his followers not to have practiced the forbidden act before their time with Mentula. He relished her tight hole, the anticipation of taking her made his cock throb and leak copious amounts of his pre-ejaculate secretions. A flowing stream ran down the length of his shaft, dripping off his heavy testicles. He could feel how tight she was, squeezing his tongue with her straining muscles. She would not survive... the guards would be denied once again.

**

"Will that be all for today, Sir?" Yvonne asked Henri as he returned to them.

"What? No... I was ordered to spend the entire day preparing you."

"Yes, but are you able to?" she asked, looking down at his flaccid manhood.

"I will require a little respite and some drink, but I'm sure I'll be of further use, Madam!"

Serena looked as if she did not know what was going on. She did not understand the small confrontation between Henri and her sister. Serena was enamored by the strong man... had felt pleasure she never had known before with him. She did not understand her sister's attitude toward such a perfect man.

"We have drink, sir... please follow me," Serena said, ignoring her sister's look.

Henri glared at Yvonne and followed Serena to their small makeshift kitchen. They had been supplied by the guards with all manner of food and drink. The Master wanted them strong and healthy, feeding them well. She supplied Henri with food and wine at he sat at their small table eating bread and cheese. Serena nibbled on a few grapes, watching him and seeing to his desires. Her sister had remained by the lounge chair, not helping.

"Henri, sir?" Serena asked. He looked up at her and she continued. "What if the Master does intend to take my virginity? Wouldn't it be safer if I was prepared there as well just in case?"

"I do not believe he will. We should focus on the forbidden act. You should save yourself for one you care for deeply."

"I may not survive... I do not wish to die without knowing a man in the true way."

She could see the conflict on his face and he hesitated to answer. She wanted him to be the one that took her for the first time and without just saying so she hoped he would see her meaning. She knew men would consider this a wonderful gift and she knew his integrity would make it difficult for him to accept such a gift. What he didn't realize is how much she had come to adore him in a short amount of time. This situation they were in had not been very conducive to romance and feelings of affection, but she had felt them, especially when he had fallen onto her and held her during their climax together. She wondered if he had felt the attraction as well. His hesitancy may be her answer, and he had not felt the same as she had.

"You will survive, Serena. We have to prepare you to do so. We do not have time enough to prepare you in both ways. The Master prefers the forbidden act and we must focus on this."

"As you say, my lord... I will do as you wish."

Henri finished his small meal and stood up, which brought Serena to her feet as well. Her eyes drifted down his strong naked body to the large flaccid cock handing limply between his legs.

"Can I assist you in your readiness?" she asked coming around the table quickly to stand in front of him.

She grew closer until they were inches apart, staring into each other's eyes. The heat between them aroused her and her hand moved forward touching Henri's leg. Her heart raced, her hand moved slowly toward his manhood across his strong thigh. Upon finding it, she felt it move at her touch, on its own accord. Caressing it softly with her palm, she felt it begin to stir and rise slowly, plumping under her soft hand. Keeping eye contact, she slowly descended to her knees, lifting his growing shaft and opening her mouth with her eyes locked to Henri's. He moaned as she took his head into her mouth, while looking at him still.

He was salty from use but this soon went away as she was able to take much of his long cock into her mouth before he hardened fully. She felt the blood pulsing in his member as the width and length grew together, forcing her to remove portions of it as he became too large for her mouth. She sucked upon removal and began stroking the blood-coursing member as her sister had taught her. Using her tongue, she twirled it around his smooth head before taking him into her mouth again. She never looked away from his face, seeing the effect her talents had upon him.

His erection grew strong and powerful under her aptitude but still she continued to stroke and suck the man she adored, ignoring the pain in her knees on the wooden floor. She felt her nipples and clitoris grow erect together, her sex moisten with her arousal. She began lightly sliding a finger over her wet clit and lips as she continued to pleasure Henri with her mouth.

"Serena, I think Henri is of the proper stimulation," Yvonne suddenly spoke, interrupting Serena's enjoyment.

Regrettable, she took him out of her mouth and saw that her sister had come to stand beside her without her knowledge.

"Yes... my apologies for wasting time," Serena said, standing. "I will prepare myself on the lounge and await your assistance."

She needed no preparation. She was wet and ready, feeling her secretion running out of her body, threatening to drip from her newly shaved sex. She laid on the lounge and spread them around her anus, fingering her tight hole with a single digit before adding another. She could hear Henri and her sister talking quietly from where she left them. 

**

Removing his tongue, the Master took the young raven-haired beauty by the waist and lowered her body to his dripping cock. She was on her back in his hand and he could see the fear in her eyes. She began pleading for him to spare her life until she was able to prepare for Mentula the proper way he desired, but the Master paid her pleading little mind. With his free hand, he bent his enormous cock down toward her saliva soaked anus and began pressing himself into her. She was exceptionally tight, showing great resistance to his head. So much so that Mentula slipped upward and suddenly rushed into her open and wet sex. The force was so great that the Master's cock completely entered her in great haste. The woman moaned with pleasure for she truly had been prepared to take him all.

"Yes! Master... take me... take me like this!"

The sensation of her wet prepared hole, did not interest the Master. As quickly as he had entered her he withdrew Mentula. His cock bathed in her juices, glistened in the candle light.

"No Master, please return Mentula!" she begged.

Taking the head of his cock in hand this time, the Master did not let it slip away, forcing his giant, bulbous head into the virgin ass of his follower. The young woman shrieked, struggling to pull away from the intrusion that was surely going to destroy her.

"Yes, my daughter! Feel Mentula's head, for that is only the beginning."

Tightening his grip on her waist and hips he pulled her down onto his raging cock, forcing Mentula deeper into her body. The breath left her body in a gush, but no scream was heard. Her sex opened, stretched tight as the massive shaft rushed in below. The maiden's big brown eyes rolled back into her head and she lost consciousness.

The pleasure was like nothing the Master had felt before. He had never had a follower so tight and had always prepared his prisoners beforehand. This was exquisite. The heat and grip the woman's body presented was staggering. This coupled with his already excited frame, the Master climaxed inside the unconscious woman before two cycles of entry and withdrawal. Mentual exploded into her, distending her abdomen again like always before he removed her and dropped her on the bed, thinking her dead for sure.

The power surged through him, the ring glowed bright white once again and his body vibrated with energy and pleasure he could not fathom. She had pleased him beyond recent memory. Looking down upon her, as his seed flowed heavy from her still body he smiled, shaking off Mentula over her breasts. His seed spotted her body as the last of his load oozed out of his large slit. He soon turned away and left her for the guards to dispose of.

**

"If you couldn't tell, my sister is infatuated with you," Yvonne began, as Serena went alone to the lounge.

"I'm not an idiot, my lady," Henri replied to the older sister.

"She has lived a very sheltered life. I do not believe she fully realizes the peril she is in," Yvonne said.

"I'm afraid she will soon find out."

"Yes, and you must prepare her, as you've been saying."

"I do not pretend to dislike my orders. My arousal speaks for itself," Henri said, looking down at his erect cock.

"But you hide behind those orders."

"What do you want me to say, Yvonne? That I've very much enjoyed my time with you both? I have. But that does not change the fact that the Master is coming. I've been more open than you about this situation. You cannot stand there and say you have not enjoyed our time together as well. Be honest."

Yvonne's face grew hot, betraying her. She had very much enjoyed the time with Henri. Not only was he strikingly handsome he had given her pleasure she had not known before with a man. She did not want to tell him this. If the situation was different than maybe she would confide in him but with the Master coming for them what was the point? She knew the fate that awaited her. It would be easier for Henri to follow his orders if he was not attached to his assignments. She was going to facilitate this nonattachment as best she could, even though her feelings grew for him by the minute. Now if she could only convince Serena to do the same.

"You are a means to an end, nothing more," she said. "Is that honest enough for you?"

She saw Henri's eyes slightly widen from her pronouncement and a hurt look quickly crossed his face before he turned away from her. She felt the guilt of the lie sting her heart as she watched him walk naked across the room to Serena, lying on the lounge, preparing her forbidden orifice for him.

**

When the guards entered the Master's chamber, they found the young maiden cold and without life. Cursing, they removed the body of the beautiful woman and spread the news to the other guards. They would have to wait until another follower made the journey to the Master, or the Master decided the sisters Henri was preparing were ready for him. Either way they had to wait.

**

Henri sensed that Yvonne was not being truthful. He thought he knew why. She probably didn't expect to live much longer and was hiding her feelings for him to protect herself. As he walked toward Serena, he again tried to figure out a way to change the outcome of this situation but nothing came to his mind.

"I'm ready to receive you," Serena said as he found himself standing over her in deep thought.

Henri looked down at the young buxom sister, fingering her anus with three fingers. She had rolled to her stomach and was reaching over her back with her hand. Any thoughts of escape or rescue left Henri's mind as he viewed the spectacle before him. She was wet with desire and her nipples were taunt aloft her breasts. He experienced a twang of pleasure grip his hard cock and his lips parted as he watched her remove her fingers for him to replace them with his oozing head. Her anus remained open, pink and inviting. She began playing with her virgin sex and ripe engorged clitoris. She pushed her backside toward him and as he moved forward to take her, Yvonne appeared next to Serena to attend to her.

Before he could do anything more, Yvonne took hold of his throbbing shaft and bent it downward, pulling him forward and into Serena's tight and hot hole. Serena let out a long moan as his cock entered her up to Yvonne's hand. Releasing him, Henri pushed forward, descending into the younger sister's steamy insides. Serena's grunt was muffled by the lounge and her hand frantically ground at her sex.

"Yes, sister... take him all... you are doing well," Yvonne spoke. "Open to him."

Tight, hot, bliss enveloped Henri once again and he thought for certain he would never grow accustomed to the sensations of the forbidden act. His balls met her moving hand as he held himself as deep as possible. His eyes found Yvonne's. She quickly looked away back to her panting sister. He could have sworn he saw envy and lust on Yvonne's face as he looked at her.

"Very good, Serena. Sir Henri's going to need to go faster this time to prepare you properly. Focus on the pleasure and accept him."

With that, Henri pulled out to his head before rushing into her once again. Serena screamed into the velvet lounge, her chest heaving for air as all of his length rushed into her body quickly. The sensation was stunning, flooding his entire shaft and head with hot, creamy bliss he could scarcely imagine. The next withdrawal, Henri found Yvonne licking his shaft and adding saliva to her sister's tightly stretched anus. This only made the pleasure greater as the binding lessened and his cock slid blissfully into Serena's bowels.

In his rush to withdraw again, Henri went too far and his cock flipped out of Serena's ass, hitting his stomach with an audible smack. It surprised everyone. Henri looked directly into Serena's open and red hole, watching her ass quiver and struggled to stay open. Suddenly, Yvonne grabbed his shaft again, sucked his head, leaving her saliva on the tip, and pulled him back into her sister's body. He went in very easy after not much time had passed for her sphincter to close. Yvonne released him once again and he thrust quickly into Serena.

The younger sister was panting and moaning from the width and speed Henri was driving his cock into her. Each time his body hit her, her large breasts would mash further into the lounge chair before rebounding as he withdrew. Over and over, Henri drove his cock into the young woman as Yvonne supplied as much saliva as she could muster. He was lasting much longer with the emptying of his testicles earlier. The sensation was no less glorious and the pleasure drove him on, pounding away at this gorgeous backside and arched back before him.

Even Serena's climax did not bring Henri to his own orgasm. He felt her body tighten, felt her tight outer ring clench spasmodically on his shaft over and over as she reached the pinnacle of her sexual climax. Her breathing was just small gulps for air and her body shook and contracted on the lounge chair until she fell forward off his cock in fits of pleasure they had seen before. Henri's cock throbbed and pulsed high in the air above her. He had brought her to a stunning climax and prepared her at the same time without his own orgasm surging forth.

Together, Henri and Yvonne watched the younger woman quiver and pant for air for over a minute. The power of her climax had her spent and exhausted.

Looking to the window, Henri saw the light from the sun had turned red and sunset approached. He had been preparing Serena for longer than he had either of the sister's prior. He felt a great desire to climax, and had been approaching his orgasm before she fell away from him. He looked at Yvonne, watching her sister, and she turned to look at him as his eyes were on her.

"The sun is almost down... my time with you is short for today."

"You did not ejaculate?" she asked, looking at his throbbing cock.

"No, not this time."

"You could prepare me one last time before you go then," she said.

"If you wish."

Yvonne sat perpendicular across the lounge chair quickly, bringing her legs up over her perfect form. Henri saw that she was aroused and wet from helping her sister and watching Henri prepare Serena.

"I'm sufficiently lubricated, sir. Enter quickly before the sun sets."

He wasted no time, bending his wet rod down and among the folds of her sex. Rubbing his head between them, he spread her secretions onto his crown and lowered his purple head to her forbidden orifice.

"Take me the proper way first," she suddenly whispered, stopping him from pushing into her anus.

He looked up into her beautiful blue eyes and knew she had been hiding the truth of her desire for him. Looking quickly at Serena, Henri saw she was still face down on the lounge and not paying them any mind. Raising his cock an inch, he spread Yvonne's sex with his wide head, rushing into her hot, creamy womanhood. The sensation was different, but glorious as he buried his entire shaft deep into her womb. She cried out in ecstasy, reaching forward and pulling him onto her naked body. Their flesh met... breasts against strong chest and face to face. The emotional link surged between them and this only heightened the pleasure surging in Henri's loins. Her legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him further into her body and not allowing him to move. The embrace lingered, breathing synchronized as they stared into each other's eyes with his cock buried deep inside her sex.

No words were exchanged. None were needed.

After a few moments, Yvonne released her grip, allowing Henri to move in and out of her. They remained connected; he basked in the sensation of her firm breasts smashed against his chest, her hardened nipples prominent. Her wet insides coated his shaft and her lips clung to the width of his member as he slid slowly in and out of her, making love more than preparing her for Mentula. The pleasure rose in both their bodies and together they approached orgasm. Yvonne climaxed first, as she was incredibly aroused and taken by Henri. She began to pant and tremble as the pleasure overtook her frame. By then, Serena had recovered from her orgasmic coma, and turned over as she heard her sister's cries of passion and the shaking of the lounge. 




The Master and the Ring Ch. 03



Henri was too overcome with the sensations gripping his cock from the convulsing sex of Yvonne, that he did not notice the younger sister watching them. He did not notice the look of jealously on Serena's face as she could clearly see where Henri's member was. Yvonne's climax had nothing to do with preparation for Mentula. Serena watched her sister shake and climax as Henri continued to thrust his large penis into Yvonne's sex. Serena yearned for the same, desired more than life to have Henri in the proper way.

Henri suddenly saw Serena watching as Yvonne's climax began to ebb. Hurriedly, Henri pulled out hoping he had been quick enough and Serena had not noticed his penis inside Yvonne's sex. He did not want to leave her wonderful womanhood, though, and was on the cliff of his arousal. Yvonne, realizing what had happened, opened her eyes and they broke their embrace. Henri carefully eased his cock into Yvonne's anus and with all her secretions, coating his shaft, he easy descended to his testicles. She cried out in pleasure from the new sensation. Her tight ring, clinging snuggly to his shaft, kept his pleasure strong, bringing him closer to climax with only the initial plunge into her hot bowels.

It did not take long. His balls rose against his shaft and his climax was imminent. He intended to ejaculate deep within her but Serena had a different idea. He figured after, it was to prove she was not upset about him ejaculating into her mouth and face earlier.

"Sir! Spill your seed in my mouth again!" she suddenly said as she knew he was soon to climax.

He looked at her surprised but she only dropped to her knees and opened her mouth. Henri looked up at Yvonne and she only nodded for him to do as she wished.

The desire to do so had never left Henri and the idea brought his pleasure to a head. He pulled out quickly, holding his release with clenched muscles. Turning to Serena's open mouth, he let his load forth, spraying a grey blast of semen into her mouth like a geyser. The amount of semen he had expended this day had diluted his seed into a runny grey liquid that sprayed from his cock over and over into the young woman's mouth, hitting her face on occasion. She let it run out of her mouth and down her body. Her breasts glistened in the dying light of the sun, covered from his climax as he finished himself off with his hand.

The only thought in Serena's mind, as she knelt their covered in Henri's seed, was to do anything she could to have him take her the proper way and give her virginity to him. 



The Master and the Ring Ch. 04



"I do not want to die a virgin!" Serena raised her voice.

"You will not die, Henri is making sure of this," Yvonne said, trying to placate her younger, agitated sister.

"You do not know that! What if I do and I never have the pleasure of knowing a man the proper way. I cannot take that chance, Yvonne. We have Henri each day. Why won't you help me convince him? I want him to be the one... I willingly desire this. Please help me convince him."

Yvonne stood up suddenly from the small table and began to pace. Henri had departed for the day an hour earlier and the sisters were eating when Serena had engaged Yvonne in the conversation of her virginity. Yvonne was torn. She understood Serena's desire but did not want to share Henri is this manner. It was all she had different than her sister. She knew it was selfish but in the situation she found herself, she felt justified in some selfish behavior.

"I saw what you and he did earlier," Serena suddenly said, as Yvonne paced.

Yvonne froze in mid stride, spinning around to face her sister. Serena continued.

"He was not preparing you... he was making love to you in the proper way. He tried to hide it but I saw."

"Yes... this was my desire, not his. I asked him to take me in that manner."

"And yet you deny me of the same! Why must you be so selfish, Yvonne?!"

"It's all I have left!" Yvonne shouted back.

Serena stood suddenly, tipping the chair over backwards. Both women stood, seething. Faces red and hands clenched with fire in their beautiful blue eyes. Yvonne was the first to calm herself. She recognized how self-centered it would be not to help convince Henri to do as Serena wished. Serena was correct on all counts. She did deserve to giver herself to the man of her choice and she was also correct in her fear of dying if the Master appeared. The problem was Yvonne did not want Henri to be the man. Deep down, Yvonne still had hope they would survive this occupation and she could make a life with Henri. If Serena gave herself to him and fell further in love with him it would only complicate the life Yvonne desired with Henri. Again a selfish act.

Yvonne smoothed her dress and her demeanor, knowing the right thing to do. "I'm sorry, Serena. I am being selfish," she let out a deep breath. "I'll help... I talk with Henri."

Serena's rage melted instantly and she ran to her sister. The two embraced. The guilt left Yvonne as she felt her sister's excitement through the hug.

**

Henri arrived the next morning with the sun as expected. As he entered the chamber, he could sense something different and knew he was right when he saw Serena already naked on the lounge. She turned her head and smiled at him as if she knew something he did not. Yvonne was sitting next to Serena and stood as Henri closed the door. She went to him quickly and pulled him away to the alcove to speak to him.

"She witnessed us in the act of proper penetration yesterday. She does not want to chance dying a virgin and wishes you to be the man of her choosing. Will you acquiesce and grant her this desire?"

Henri was only somewhat surprised. More surprised that Yvonne would ask him to do this than Serena wanting it. He knew she was falling more attached to him daily by her words and actions. He really didn't want to be the one to take her virginity, just due to the fact of the situation but now with Yvonne asking him to, he did not see a way to avoid it any longer. He, of course, was not immune to the gift it was nor the pleasure, for him, it would be. He also knew that he was not the most favorable size Serena could endure, for her first time, but he wasn't about to suggest the candle and give the privilege to an inanimate object.  

"And you are sure this is what she wants?" he asked.

"Most sure. She desires you more than any other."

"Very well. Is she is aware of the forthcoming discomfort?"

"Yes, she's not that innocent. You must be as gentle as you can, sir."

"I will, but there will be a point that gentility will matter not, I'm afraid."

"You've had a virgin before?" Yvonne asked.

"That is of no consequence. Worry about your sister and the Master."

"I will do what I can for her," Yvonne answered.

They both turned and looked toward Serena. She was softly caressing herself, waiting for the arrival of Henri and Yvonne. Henri, upon viewing her, realized what had been asked of him more fully. His large cock stirred suddenly in his trousers and began to rise from the anticipated excitement. It was not every day a man took a virgin's maidenhood. She was a sight to behold, her large breasts round and plumb on her chest, her tight abdomen with fine angel wisps of hair shimmering in the light, toned and lovely. He watched her circle her clitoris with a single finger and his cock reached full arousal.

"We should join her," Yvonne said, pulling Henri from his thoughts.

Together they walked to the lounge and Serena looked up expectantly.

"He has agreed," Yvonne said.

"Thank you, Henri. You honor me with your willingness," Serena said, beaming.

"I'm the one who is honored. Are you sure you really want this?" he asked.

"Yes, more than anything." 

Henri began to remove his clothing and found himself shaking with the nervous excitement of what he was about to do. He has had the privilege of being the first to have both sisters the unholy way and now the youngest one's virginity. Kings, let alone him, rarely got such honors.

"I see the prospect of you being my sister's first is not wasted on your manhood," Yvonne said, as Henri's large erect penis came into view.

He did not respond, removing the rest of his clothing. His cock surged with blood, pulsing and oozing his clear pre-ejaculate. His heart was already quickened with his excitement. Serena looked up at him adoringly as if this was their honeymoon night. He knew this had to be different then their previous encounters. He had to make it different. This was not for the reason of preparation and thereby commanded more care and closeness. After all, if Serena was engaging in a romantic rendezvous with a suitor there would most assuredly be kissing, fondling, and flesh against flesh, until in the heat of the moment their bodies become one and her virginity was taken after proper stimulation and arousal. Henri was afraid this scenario, with Yvonne watching, was not very conducive to a romantic and memorable experience for Serena.   

"Yvonne, it seems appropriate that you give us as much privacy as possible," Henri said.

Yvonne looked sharply at Henri but her face softened as she saw the look of concern he had on his face for her sister.

"This should be a special time for her, something that only happens once," he continued.

"As you wish. I'll be in the alcove if you need me, Serena," Yvonne said.

"Are you sure? I really don't mind if you are near?" Serena replied.

"No... I think Henri is correct; this should be just the two of you. I will be close, since we are prisoners and attend to you afterwards."

"Thank you, Yvonne," Serena said.

Yvonne turned and disappeared around the corner into the alcove. Serena watched her go before turning her eyes back to the handsome man who she intended to give her greatest gift. She smiled up at Henri, admiring his strong jaw, dark gorgeous eyes and muscled body. She kept her eyes from falling any lower than his chest, afraid to look at his large erection in fear of changing her mind. She knew how large he was, knew very well. Unlike her anus, her vagina would not expand so easily to accept his width. She knew something inside her would have to give to allow him entry. She was prepared to accept this truth and wanted nothing more than it to be Henri.

"Come, I'm ready for you?" she said motioning with her arms for him to join her on the lounge.

Henri did not hesitate, putting his knees on the lounge and letting himself down gently onto her as she spread her legs. Their naked bodies came together and he held most of his weight off her with his elbows. Looking into her eyes they both felt the heat and pleasure pass between them as their bodies came together. Lowering his face slowly, he prepared to kiss her for the first time. She only hesitated slightly from the newness of this change but gladly kissed him back as their lips met. Henri could feel her shutter beneath him as their lips parted and tongues touched just slightly. Her nipples enlarged, pressing onto his muscled chest. His large penis was much too high to enter her at the moment, trapped snuggly between their bodies, high on her stomach. His hands found her round firm breasts and she cooed with pleasure as he softly caressed them for the first time as well.

Serena was not expecting this. She did not realize he would be so different in the taking of her virginity. Her heart raced as this gorgeous man loved her properly, kissing her and touching her as she had only dreamed about. His hands were heavenly on her body, sending warmth and pulses through her breasts to radiate in her core. She felt her sex engorge and moisten further than her own preparation had provided. Her body trembled beneath his body and hands. She kissed him powerfully, reaching upward to hold his head and knit her fingers in his thick hair.

With Henri's experience, he knew the more aroused he could get her the easier the initial penetration would be. They continued to kiss; he continued to touch and arouse her body, lowering himself into the correct position to attempt insertion. He broke the kiss and Serena looked glassy eyed into his eyes, the expression of ecstasy on her face. Moving his head to her neck, he kissed and trailed the tip of his tongue down her neck to her breasts. He began to suck and kiss her large, firm orbs, making sure to give each equal time. Her areolas puckered fully, lifting the nipples high of her exquisite mounds into his mouth, sending pleasure into his own core. He has wanted to do this to both sisters every time he has prepared them but did not think it appropriate until now.

Serena could feel the hot wet head of Henri's large penis brushing the outer lips of her sex. He felt very large between her legs. She pushed her nervousness away and focused on the delights of his mouth on her breasts and the smell and heat of his body. He was perfect to her and she had never felt such warm pleasure from simple touching. He continued to pleasure her with his mouth and hands for not a short time until she was overcome with arousal she could not take another second and not have him.

"Take me... take me now, my love," she whispered in his ear as he nibbled her left nipple.

Henri knew all he had to do was thrust forward gently. He could feel the wetness of her sex and already her lips were spread and caressing the crown of his manhood. Her words assured him she wanted him. He moved slowly, pressing his cock forward and found the obstacle that was her virgin gift. He froze. It seemed too firm, as if he was too high or low.

Serena sensed his hesitancy. She too felt the pressure, the tightness, the unyielding barrier. Their eyes locked. She saw such compassion on this man's face; he did not want to hurt her, ever. Fearing he would not go through with it, Serena took hold of Henri's hips and pulled him into herself. The pressure increased, something had to give. She pulled him further and suddenly there was a hot flash of sharp pain and she yelped before suppressing the rest of her scream. She bit her lip to keep from crying out and held her breath, hoping the pain would subside. A throb replaced the intense fire and she knew her virginity was now gone. She exhaled finally as Henri's large and wide cock eased into her body until he relaxed and let his weight down onto her again. Together they embraced, neither moving, but both breathing heavily. The painful throb continued, mixed with the pleasure of Henri's concern and warm body. She felt extremely full, almost like he had moved things around inside of her belly. She was afraid to move, expecting the fire to return if she or he so much as released each other's hold.   

**

Yvonne tried to resist watching Henri and her sister. She stayed behind the small alcove, straining to hear the two of them. She could hear the soft coos of Serena and knew Henri was taking this new task much differently than he had their preparation for the Master. She finally gave in and peeked around the corner of the alcove. What she saw made her instantly jealous. Henri was lying on top of Serena in a gentle loving way and kissing her aroused breasts. She could tell penetration had not yet happened.

Yvonne watched with anticipation for the moment and was surprised at how long Henri kissed and prepared Serena prior to taking her. Yvonne too saw the movements and Henri's hesitation. Then she witnessed Serena's desires in full effect as she pulled Henri into her body with her hands. Yvonne flinched as she heard Serena call out in pain and bite her lip to stifle it. She remembered her first time and knew full well Henri was much larger than the gentleman that took her virginity. She knew Serena would be sore and bleeding from the ruptured hymen, but there was little Yvonne could have done. She could not turn away as she watched the two embrace and hold each other. She knew Henri was buried deep inside her sister's sex and Yvonne's jealousy increase, thinking of how wonderful it would be to have that chance with him. To be able to give him something so precious. A single tear of regret fell from her eye before she gathered herself and turned back to hide behind the alcove corner.

**

Henri basked in the heat and tightness of Serena's deflowered sex. He had only felt the like once before, a fact he mistakenly divulged to Yvonne. Serena held him fiercely, afraid to let go, afraid to let him move, he knew. The pain was something he could not relate to, but could only imagine. She had pulled him inside herself much faster than he would have moved himself. He could feel the wetness and heat of blood mixing with her arousal. He did not know how badly she was injured, nor did he want to at that moment. The pleasure for him was stunning. The feel of her body under his was mesmerizing. Her large breasts smashed against his chest and the heat and unsurpassed ecstasy gripping his throbbing shaft, was overwhelming his senses. He dared not move, waiting for some sign from Serena.

Her grip on his body slowly began to ease after several minutes. He could feel her trembling and still breathing quite heavily. He was about to ask if she was okay but she spoke before he could.

"I love you, Henri of house Dangard. I'm overwhelmed with joy. Make love to me."

She began to caress his back, the pain now a dull throb between her legs that was being overcome by the pleasure and fullness his shaft presented. She knew she was bleeding; the warm flow was passing over her flesh to the lounge below. She did not want this to destroy this special time with Henri and the happiness she felt to finally know a man the proper way and especially Him.

"Are you sure? You may be injured."

"I'm well, my love... please, make love to me."

Henri wasn't certain she knew what was best at that moment. He possible could injure her more if he began to thrust in and out. Her hands found his buttocks as in answer to his worries. She squeezed his muscled cheeks and began trying to make him move in and out. He began very slowly to withdrawal his long shaft from her tight sex, going as gently as possible. He watched her face for any signs of pain but she gave no reason for him to stop. Her newly taken sex gripped his shaft tightly as he inched out of her and the pleasure was intense as anything he'd experienced before. His heart increased, his pleasure soared as he descended back into this young woman who had given him a priceless gift.

The burn returned upon Henri's renewed movement but Serena showed no sign she was in any discomfort. The pain was mixed with an overwhelming sense of joy and emotional bond she had with this man. As he slowly returned into her she felt pleasure begin to fill her body as his large shaft filled the void he had first made. As he continued to rock slowly in and out the heat rose in Serena's body. She felt her clitoris engorge and the true pleasure began. Her body was hot, her heart racing and she was lost in the new sensations of a man she loved joining with her in the ultimate demonstration of affection.

Henri was amazed how quickly his arousal climbed. He was worried at first he would not be able to move fast enough to gain the friction needed to climax without hurting her. He realized his mistake as her tight orifice and the idea of what he was doing, brought his pleasure to a swift and fulfilling climax. His cock convulsed and spewed his load into her untouched womb that until now had never known a man. The pleasure was great and he found himself panting and moaning as he held himself deep inside of her until his climax ran its course.

Serena did not climax as she has known before. This pleasure she felt, as Henri ejaculated, was richer and emotionally stronger than any climax could be. She felt all encompassed with warmth and a deep love for him. It was exactly what she wanted to happen. She couldn't have dreamt it better.

**

Yvonne heard Henri's cries of pleasure. She knew he had finished and she again wished it was her that was receiving his seed and the pleasure of his warmth. She did not know if she should return yet or wait until Serena called her. She began to pace the short distance between the corner of the alcove and the wall. She knew she would need looking after, maybe even a warm bath to sooth her sore body. The call finally came but it was from Henri and not Serena. His voice was filled with concern and Yvonne rushed around the corner to her sister. Henri was standing naked next to the lounge. His large member flaccid but covered in a mixture of Serena's blood and his semen. She pulled her eyes from his body and saw why Henri had been concerned.

Serena was bleeding rather heavily. It looked worse than it was because not only was her blood running out but it was combined with a plentiful load of Henri's seed.

"Henri, please put some water on the stove. We should get her into a bath."

Henri jumped to work, glad to have something to do than feel responsible for causing the problem. He moved quickly toward the wood burning stove. It was still burning from their breakfast but he added another log and began to warm the water.

"Is it bad?" Serena asked, as her sister looked between her legs closely.

"It's difficult to tell. We need to clean you first, but I don't think it's serious. Can you walk?"

"I believe so," she said as Yvonne helped her up. "Oh, Yvonne... it was wonderful. He was such the gentleman."

"I'm glad for you, sister... we should focus on recovering... the Master is still coming and we both need to be prepared.

"Thank you, Yvonne... thank you for convincing him."

Yvonne just smiled and helped her sister toward the stove and basin Henri was filling with cool water to be added with the hot. Once the bath was ready, Serena eased into the warm water, flinching slightly as her injury was immersed.

"This feels nice, thank you both," Serena said, sitting and lying back.

Yvonne handed her a cloth to wash with. The bleeding stopped after a few minutes and Yvonne was not concerned anything more, but time, needed to be done. Serena looked up at the two people she loved the most in the world and smiled.

"I'll be fine. You two should continue with the preparation. I'll enjoy my bath and memories."

Yvonne turned to Henri, "She is correct. We should continue but you need to be washed as well."

Using another cloth, Yvonne dipped it into the basin and began to clean the dried blood and semen from Henri's flaccid shaft. He began to grow as she did so and by the time he was clean his member was half erect and still growing. Yvonne took his hand and led him away from Serena toward the lounge. It was stained with Serena's virgin blood, making both of them pause. Yvonne dropped the wet cloth onto the stain and led Henri instead, to her pallet in which she slept.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 04



"We'll have to manage here until we can clean the lounge," Yvonne said.

She sat down on the makeshift pallet that was nothing like what she was used to. Her feather mattress was now property of the Master and his army. She and Serena had been forced to sleep on burlap covered hay thrown on the floor with a few blankets. The lounge chair was the nicest thing in their prison chamber.

Henri stood before her, his manhood fully awake and bouncing slightly up and down. She reached up and took him into her hands, gently caressing him. Leaning forward, she pressed his shaft against his body and began licking his large testicles, sucking the flesh into her mouth and sucking the loose skin. Henri moaned with pleasure. This was in no way needed to get him hard, she was just doing it for his benefit and possible hers. Her tongue trailed up his scrotum, finding his long shaft and all the way to his purple straining head. She licked his pre-ejaculate off, circling her tongue around the blood engorged glands before opening her mouth wide and sucking him as deep as she could. She knew exactly what her talents did to Henri... to any man. Her mother had taught her well and she enjoyed imparting pleasure with what she had learned.

She pleasured him for several minutes with her mouth, feeling his cock enlarge further and engorge with his life's blood. Looking up, she watched his facial expressions as she employed the different techniques taught her. She in turn became aroused herself; actually enjoying the fact that she now had him all to herself.

Henri was very content to stand there and let Yvonne work her magic with her mouth. She was the best he'd ever had and probably ever would. Thoughts of the Master and the need to prepare Yvonne and Serena left his mind as the pleasure of her mouth drowned worry and rational thought away. Staring down at her as she worked, he watched her watching him and had never experienced something so erotic. The look of pride and confidence mixed with allure was in her eyes and Henri basked in the visual.

Before he ejaculated, she stopped, removed her peasant dress and pulled Henri down on top of her. She took his hands and pulled them to her breasts, wanting the same treatment as Serena had received. Of course Henri was more than willing to accommodate her desires. Taking a firm hold of the older sister's equally perfect breasts, he palmed her nipples to engorged prominence. His cock throbbed and oozed on her lower abdomen. He knew she had watched from the alcove and so he treated her breasts to the same pleasure he had her sister. Fondling first, and then sucking the nipples and kissing the flesh of her plentiful mounds.

Without words from either, Henri slid lower until his cockhead was positioned perfectly between her legs. Still focusing on her breasts, he thrust forward and entered Yvonne's wet and aroused sex. She moaned in ecstasy as he took her the proper way. Grabbing his head, she pulled him off her chest and kissed him with much angst and passion. He kissed her back gladly, as well as rocking his length in and out of her hot, creamy womanhood. Both sisters were incredible. He almost was glad the occupation happened or he may never have met either of them, let alone do what he was doing. Lying on top of her, 'making love', rather than preparing her, was stunning. His entire body was stimulated as they kissed and held each other, thrusting gently over and over.

Yvonne was in the grips of wonderful pleasure she had only known with Henri. This was how she wanted him always. Kissing and touching her and feeling one. The slow thrusts sent waves of pleasure through her body with each motion. She kissed him with passion, never wanting this moment to end. He filled her with sexual pleasure as well as emotional love she had never known. So overcome, she began crying with the reality that their predicament, in which they were in, would not allow their relationship to continue. She cried no knowing how much time she had with him.

When Henri noticed she was crying he stopped his movements, fearing he had done something to upset her. Her beautiful blue eyes were red and wet with tears. She held him, unable to express to him why she was crying. Instead she rolled him over and took control for the first time in their relationship. This was new and very exciting for both of them. Henri knew she was not upset but emotionally invested enough to be crying. To have her on top of him with his cock fully buried in her body was something he never expected to happen. He had a difficult time comprehending the sight and sensations as she rose up and down slowly. Her breasts aroused, wobbled slightly as she fell and lifted over and over again, taking every inch of his long shaft inside her velvet sex. He knew without a doubt both women cared deeply for him, loved him and he them. He feared it would all be for nothing when the Master arrived.

Yvonne rode him until she began to climax, falling over onto his chest. Her body shook and vibrated as Henri felt her sex shudder multiple times around his buried shaft. Again she wept on his chest, and he knew without words her joy and fears.

**

Serena watched them from the bath. She heard her sister's sobs and she too began to cry softly as the warm water turned colder. Her sex was sore but nothing to be concerned about. The bigger concern was their lives and the coming of the Master. She knew both of them loved this man Henri, but she feared as they did, nothing would come of it. She wiped the tears away, stood up from the cool water and dried herself off. Her sister was still lying on Henri and sobbing as he held her in her arms. Serena, covering herself with a thick sheet for a towel, walked toward the couple with only a slight ting of pain from her lost virginity.

"We must have hope, Yvonne. Do not give up," Serena said, standing next to the couple.

Neither of them had seen her approach and Yvonne quickly sat up from Henri's chest. He was still buried deep in her body. Yvonne turned to Serena and wiped her own tears away.

"I wish I had your faith, sister. I'm full of dread instead."

"We will survive, Yvonne. You told me Henri will save us, you have to believe yourself."

"I'll try."

"Good, now to survive we must prepare. So now Henri must do his duty and prepare our forbidden orifices properly. No more proper sex, we don't have time enough for this and preparing for the Master," Serena said, as if losing her virginity matured her instantly.

"You are right, my sister," Yvonne said lifting herself off of Henri's cock.

He slid out of her, throbbing in the open air, soaked in her juices. Yvonne got to her feet and squatting down, took a hold of Henri's shaft. She pulled him vertical and began to ease herself down onto his cock, taking him into her anus. Henri had not said a word, nor could he as he watched Yvonne continue down and envelope his entire cock deep into her bowels. The heat and tightness took his breath away and the very act of her in control was stimulating every part of him. She began to rise after taking him deep and lifted up slowly, revealing his vein covered shaft once again, inch by inch. Her sex was wide open, flushed and wet from her orgasm, staring Henri in the face as his wide girth stretched her lower hole tight.

Henri couldn't believe his eyes. The visual was again stunning and something he never in his life imagine seeing. Then she began to speed up, effectively riding his member up and down with speed and stamina. She played with her wet sex, as she rose and fell, breathing heavily from the exertion. She was growing accustomed to his size in a short amount of time, actually bending him in all directions as if trying to stretch herself further in preparation for Mentula. After having ejaculated with Serena, Henri was able to last until Yvonne wore herself out and her legs gave in. She fell back onto him, his cock bent over inside of her. She was breathing rapidly, panting just above his chest.

"I can go no longer. You must take control now, Henri."

She rolled off of him, chest rising, onto the pallet. Henri's cock popped from her body as she rolled. Before he could move, Serena had knelt below him and started sucking his raging tool, adding a plentiful amount of saliva to his shaft and head. She smiled as she finished. He smiled back and he took up a kneeling position below Yvonne as she lay on her back. She lifted her own legs and Henri fed his cock back into her partially opened anus. Driving his entire length into her with a quick but smooth thrust, he held himself as deep as possible, giving her as much length as he could.

"Yes! As deep as you can, sir! Give it all to me." Yvonne called out.

He held deep for a moment more before pulling out and shoving his width and length roughly back into her. Her breasts rolled up on her chest from the force. She called out in pleasure and slight surprise. Again he slammed into her as Serena took up a position next to them on her knees. Leaning over, she did her best to lick Henri's shaft as it reappeared from her sister's body. Pleasure flooded Henri's cock as her tight anus milked his length with each thrust and withdrawal. She stared down at her rolling breasts, taking in the sight of them as his long cock entered and left her exquisite ass.

Several minutes passed. All of them engaged in a task to hope for survival. Serena licked and provided lubrication to Henri's shaft and Yvonne's anus. Henri's thrusts were strong and nonstop to prepare her forbidden orifice for the Master. Yvonne's hand was a blur on her own sex, letting the pleasure of her clitoris stimulation mix with the fullness and splendor of Henri's shaft rapidly moving in and out. No one spoke, all engaged in their tasks, working together to help each other.

The moment had come. Henri had already past the point of not stopping his ejaculation, when he called out he was going to climax. Without a word, Serena took hold of his raging cock, pulling it from her sister's ass and stroked Henri's load into her mouth. He was so taken back he could only moan and jerk as Serena yanked his cock up and down. His semen spurted rapidly into her wanting mouth, over flowing and dripping down her face to find her bountiful breasts. Surprisingly she truly did enjoy the hot liquid from Henri's body. He watched her swallow the large mouthful of his seed before sucking the remains off and out of his cock. The sensations of her mouth on his highly sensitive head shocked him, making him jerk and shutter from the new intense feelings.

Serena actually giggled when he pulled away from her sucking mouth as she tried again to suck him. She, finally relinquished his member, wiped her chin off and used the thick sheet to clean her breasts before speaking to the stunned Henri.

"When you're ready again, I should be okay to continue my own preparations."

"Are you sure, Serena? So soon after your first time?" Yvonne asked.

"I have to be. The forbidden penetration shouldn't affect my soreness too much. We have no time to waste."

Henri collapsed on the pallet next to Yvonne. He didn't say it out loud but he wondered if he could continue these preparations, especially at this pace. 



The Master and the Ring Ch. 05



Chapter 5

Days passed. Serena's injury healed quickly and the bond between Henri and the sisters continued to grow. Henri was ordered to spend each day with them, from sun up to sun down. They quickly grew accustomed to his manhood, taking him with no hesitancy or pain whatsoever. No pain, only pleasure as they practiced the forbidden act over and over with him. He was surprised but he did grow familiar with the tightness and exquisite sensations, letting him last and last. He was able to prepare each woman for long periods of time before the pleasure mounted and he released his seed. They grew more skilled with oral pleasure, to bring him back to erect. Something he didn't think was possible. And then there was Serena... she continued to desire his semen in her mouth as often as opportunity permitted. He became so used to this that she stopped asking and he automatically would feed his seed to her upon his climax. Yvonne never requested the same and he didn't ask.

They remained in fear of the Master's coming, especially as the days passed. They only practiced the forbidden act; their goal was preparation. Henri learned more fully the importance of lubrication, knowing it was the key to the women's survival when the Master called. He hoped he could supply his seed to their bodies just prior to Mentula's entrance, thinking this would give them the best chance.

The guards continued to give him orders but never gave clues to when the Master would call upon the sisters. Henri assumed they didn't know themselves. Rumors abounded in the great hall. Young women arriving daily from other countries and were never seen again. High pitch screams echoing the structure fed these rumors. Henri wondered why they would come willingly and what would happen when they stopped.   

**

The latest willing woman's heart stopped after only the third guard. This did not stop the other seven from getting their enjoyment from her corpse, if only by sight, masturbating over the top of her and covering her splendid physique with their loads. With her body disposed of, they went back to their assignments around the great hall. No one noticed the Master was with them in his human form. No one put the familiar face of the Master together with the average man. The ring was again on a chain around his neck. He always kept it close, never without it.

After walking the defeated country's sacred hall, the Master felt the ring warm on his chest, signifying its hunger already. The ring craved more, increasing in its wanting since he first discovered it. It was becoming insatiable. He returned to his quarters, sneaking in the hidden entrance to avoid detection by the guards in his human form. Peaking around the divider, the Master checked to see if a new woman was available to him so soon. The ring grew hot and he must obey the ring. The bed was empty. No matter, he would find his own. Removing his clothing he detached the ring from the chain and placed it, glowing, over his flaccid cock. Surging with power and an unquenchable hunger for sex, the Master left his chamber through the large double doors and headed in the direction of Henri and the Sisters. Their time had come.

**

Henri was on the precipice, just a few more thrust and he would achieve enough arousal to stimulate ejaculation. He was working hard, vigorously driving his hard, meaty cock in and out of Yvonne, his favorite. Her ass was exquisite, and he never missed an opportunity to fill it full of his steely member. She was panting, working her clitoris with a blurred hand, lying on her back with both legs high in the air. Serena, kneeling next to Yvonne, watched Henri thrust in and out, waiting impatiently for the eruption. Her eyes pleaded for Henri to climax, almost begging for the nectar Henri would soon deposit into her wanting mouth.

It wasn't to be. Suddenly the door to the chamber opened abruptly and the Master entered. Henri, seeing him, immediately pulled out of Yvonne just prior to his climax. Diverting his eyes, he backed slowly away from the two women to an alcove. Seconds later, peeking around the stone corner, Henri took the chance to view the Master finish what he had started. Henri's penis remained rigid, wanting greatly to release the load he had boiling in his loins. The urge only increased as he watched the Master join Yvonne and Serena. Henri was in awe of the Master's form. He was enormous, towering over the women. His naked muscled body rippled with power and definition. The Master's penis was immense almost twice as long and thick as Henri's own. At the base of his shaft, Henri saw a curious gold ring tightly around the Master's giant cock. Even from the distance he was away, Henri could see odd runes around the ring and they were shining a faint blue.

With amazement, Henri watched the long thick shaft engorge and grow erect, getting larger with each second until the Master took hold of it in one gigantic hand. With fear in her eyes, Serena approached, reaching up with both hands to grip the Master's hard cock. Henri's hand spontaneously went to his own throbbing member and stroked just as Serena began. Standing, Serena opened her mouth to lick the red swollen head of the Master's cock but could not open wide enough to take him inside her mouth. Using her hands, she stroked and licked the massive shaft, sticking her tongue deep inside the inch long slit of the Master's urethra.

The Master's head fell back in pleasure. Henri felt pride. He had taught Serena well and hoped what she had learned would somehow save her and Yvonne. The Master grunted approval as the tongue of Serena pressed deeper into his massive slit and she stroked quickly. With her hands on either side of his shaft, she stroked the thick tool, each hand separated by over an inch, the master was so wide. The runes on the gold ring continued to glow blue as Serena stroked the massive shaft. 

Envious, Henri wished he had finished before the master arrived. This was not a selfish desire only; no it was to aid Yvonne in what was to come. If Henri had reached climax he would have deposited the needed lubrication into Yvonne's rectum in preparation for the Master, giving Serena a few spurts for good measure. Now that he had been unsuccessful, she would have to endure the Master without the helpful lubrication of Henri's seed. Henri watched on as Serena did all she could to coat the Master's mammoth cock with her saliva before he turned and took Yvonne.

Yvonne lay motionless with fright on the red velvet lounge. Henri could see her fear, and he could also see that she was concentrating on keeping her anal muscles open from when Henri so abruptly left. She did not want it to close fully though it would do little to ease her pain when the Master tired of Serena's hands and mouth. Henri had taught her this, showing her the ease in which he could return to her ass if she remained partially open. The Master was much too big for it to matter but still she tried.

The time had come.

Henri could do nothing but watch. He had been sent in to prepare the women for the Master's arrival and had possibly now failed. Without his seed, Yvonne may hemorrhage and die from the Master's massive cock. Awestruck, Henri watched the Master pull away from Serena and kneel down on the floor beneath Yvonne. Even kneeling, his cock was much too high to enter her. Lifting the woman in one large hand, the other grasped his wet cock, bending it down to Yvonne's quivering anus. The sheer size of the Master's head roughly covered Yvonne's bottom from Henri's view as the Master came in contact with the panicked woman. Gripping Yvonne's body tighter around the waist, the Master pressed her upon his cock as if she was a toy vagina made just for him. Yvonne cried out in pain as her ass stretched around the red bulbous head until it was forced into her anal cavity. Henri expected her to die, to be torn asunder but somehow she had survived the initial penetration, and was taking the Master further into her body. She was limp in the Master's hand, possible unconscious, Henri could not tell from where he stood around the corner. He was still stroking his cock, unaware he was even doing it, as he was unable to turn away from the sight. Further and further the Master's cock disappeared into Yvonne's body until half was hidden from Henri's view. The Master stopped, holding the limp woman still and seemingly basking in the sensations covering half of his member.

Serena moved then, still standing next to the Master, she placed both hands under his heavy balls, lifting and rolling them in her hands. The Master grunted his approval and immediately began to pull Yvonne back off his cock with just his hand. Serena moved to the half of his cock that was not in use, stroking with her hands as Yvonne was brought back on the other half. The combination seemed to please the Master. Serena sped up, stroking twice as fast as the Master moved Yvonne for several minutes. Assisting her sister more, Serena leaned over and licked and spit upon the Master's shaft as it left Yvonne's body while she stroked him.

Henri watched from afar the Master's heavy testicles begin to rise, but it took quite some time. Serena was frantic, trying desperately to get the Master to climax, stroking faster and faster. Henri knew she was trying to save her sister and her mouth was drying out quickly. The longer the Master penetrated Yvonne the more damage she would suffer. It was apparent to Henri that more of the Master's cock was entering her the closer he came to his climax. He knew not where it could be going, fearing the worst.

Already, twice the amount of time had passed from when Henri had entered the chamber to prepare the sisters this evening. The stamina of the Master was staggering. Not only was he lasting he had been holding the full weight of Yvonne in his one hand as he manually moved her body on and off of his shaft. There was no doubt in Henri's mind why he was so feared. He could hear soft moans coming from Yvonne, she was not completely out and thankfully not dead. The ring around the Master's shaft glowed bright blue, pulsing now, as did his shaft at the same rate almost as if they were connected.

Serena had begun to tire; sweat covered her naked body as she tried valiantly to save her sister. Her chest gasped for air, lifting her large breasts with each deep inhale. She was constantly licking the top and side of the Master's massive cock to add as much lubrication as she could for Yvonne. Henri watched with a sort of pride at all the preparation coming to fruition.

As Henri's reminiscing ended, he noticed Serena had a hold of the gold ring around the Master's shaft. She was moving it with her hands up and down the slippery shaft of Mentula, all the way to where the shaft disappeared into her sister's body. The Master seemed to enjoy this even more and from the moans of pleasure, the monster was making, he was on the verge of climax. Just as the climax arrived, Serena screamed and pulled as hard as she could on the ring, forcing her sister's body off Mentula and pulling the ring from the long wide shaft of the Master at the same time.

Right before his eyes, Henri watched the Master's body shrink to a normal man, and drop Yvonne onto the lounge chair. Henri recognized the guard immediately, the scrawny man who had come alone to the woman's chamber several days ago. Henri sprang from his alcove with all the speed he could muster. As the man struggled to take the ring from Serena, Henri came from behind and snapped his neck like a twig.

Serena and Henri stood over the dead man looking at each other in shocked surprise and relief. Serena held the ring in her palm and Henri looked at it in wonder.

"The source of his power... it has to be. How did you know?"

"I didn't."

"Why did you remove the ring then?"

"I was just trying to save Yvonne from his seed. I knew when he was going to climax and acted."

"Your act was our salvation, Serena," Henri said, looking at the ring in her hand.

You take it... use it to rid our nation of the plague that has fallen upon us," Serena said, handing it to Henri.

He took it, but only held it in his hand, looking at it curiously.

"Yvonne!" Serena screamed, remembering her sister.

This pulled Henri back to the women. The women he loved.

"I'll live," Yvonne said, weakly.

Henri could see the extent of the damage. She was torn severely from Mentula but Henri believed she could be stitched and eventually recover.

"I will see to my sister. You must use that ring and rally the remainder of our forces. Run the bastards out of our lands," Serena blurted.

"I will return for you both," Henri said, backing away from the sisters.

Both of them watched him lower the ring. It began to glow blue as it neared his semi hard shaft. As Henri placed the warm ring next to the head of his cock, it enlarged to fit his wider member. Pleasure and power surged through Henri's body as the ring passed over his head, sliding down to the base of his penis on its own. He could have sworn his cock was literally pulled into it. Henri's body grew before the women, filling the small chamber with his massive size. He was even larger than the previous Master was and his already large cock was colossal with the ring upon it.

Both women gasped at the size of Henri. He looked down at them from above, his head almost to the ceiling of the high chamber. He looked at his hands and body, amazed at the size and power he felt.

"This shouldn't take long," he said in a booming voice.

Leaving the women, he scarcely made it out of the door of their chamber. The first guard he saw thought he was the Master and saluted him. Henri took the man by the head and ripped it from his body. Every guard he saw he did the same until they began fleeing for their lives before him. Soon the call to arms was sounded and Henri was joined by soldiers from his own country. The Master's old forces fled before him as he dashed them to pieces with his indestructible body. The carnage was great and terrible. A cheer went out over the cries of the wounded and dying. The naked form of Henri could be seen laying waste to the enemy long into the night.

**

Serena returned to the chamber with a doctor during all the chaos. The doctor assessed the damage to Yvonne's body.

"It is not too terrible. You've split between your anus and your vagina. Not unlike during childbirth when the cut is made purposely. Granted this is not as clean but I can repair the injury."

Serena held Yvonne's hand as helped her drink strong liquor for the pain as the doctor sewed her up. It took about an hour and the cries of battle sounded throughout the land.

"Almost as good as new. You will be sore for a week or two."

"When can I engage is intercourse again?" Yvonne asked before he left.

The doctor looked at her curiously and then to Serena. "Must be the strong drink," Serena smiled.

"Ahh... well, my dear... I'd give yourself at least three weeks before you participate in any extracurricular activities," he said, smiling.

He left them alone with that.

**

Arrows, spears, sword and ax bounced harmlessly off Henri's body with the ring at the base of his penis. He was indestructible and power beyond his wildest imagination coursed through his body. Thousands of men died at his hands as he threw catapults, rocks, even bodies at the fleeing army of the old Master. Those he caught he tore asunder with his bare hands, dropping limbs along the way. His own countrymen followed him as he led them all the way to the enemy's capitol and laid waste to all that opposed him.

Weeks later, after their surrender, he left their ruined nation and returned to his own, wanting to get back to Serena and Yvonne. Along the way, he noticed more and more women following him; keeping away but always present on the outskirts of his army. During a rest, not that he needed one but his men did, he commanded one of his soldiers to bring a woman following him to his large tent. She arrived shortly.

"Why do you follow my army?" he asked in his new booming voice, he had yet to remove the ring.

"I do not follow your army but you, Master. I follow Mentula."

"Mentula?" he asked. "Mentula is dead."

"No, Master, this is Mentula," she said, walking across the tent and grabbing his flaccid huge cock.

"You seek the ring?" he asked.

"No, I seek the pleasure of Mentula," she said actually stroking him a single time before he tore her hands from his enormous cock.

"Are you insane? Erect this would rip you to shreds," he said pulling away from the woman.

"No, Master... I have prepared myself for Mentula."

It started making sense to Henri after that. Those rumors of willing women coming to the Master were true. But he knew they could never prepare for something so large. The woman did not shrink away from him, only looked lovingly at his growing shaft. He felt a stirring in his loins he had not experienced before. The ring grew warm almost hot around his shaft and his desire to take this woman became unbearable. The simple touch she had imparted upon his penis had caused it to grow and soon his colossal cock was hard and throbbing before the woman as he sat in a giant chair they had taken from the defeated capitol. He knew he would kill her but the ring and the desire was overcoming his senses and decency.  

"Yes, Master... Mentula craves a sheath. Let me be your first."

Henri looked down at the beautiful woman as she began to disrobe in front of him. His enormous cock throbbed and began to drip copious amounts of clear pre-ejaculate down the shaft. She was very endowed and lovely to look upon, her red hair flowing over her shoulders. Her nipples grew erect in the cooler air as she presented herself to him. The ring pulled him forward, lifting his body off the chair toward the woman standing before him. His character and integrity were being tested to their limits. Deep down he knew she would not survive but the yearning in his loins were forcing him to ignore her imminent death.

He pulled himself back to sit again, fighting against the pull of the ring on his cock. The desire was growing and he was weakening. She was very beautiful and after the weeks of combat and slaughter, he felt an intense desire to empty his loins.

"You must leave me now!" he raised his voice. "I do not wish to join with you... you will die."

"No, Master... I've prepared myself for Mentula since I came of age. See... I will prove it to you."

The red haired woman approached him. He could do nothing to stop her for fear of letting the ring control his movements. She reached upward, above her head and began to run her hands up and down his shaft, coating his cock with his own plentiful juices. The pleasure coursed through his rod, the sensations more stimulating and powerful then he had ever recalled. The ring brightened and pulled toward the woman. Henri, using his hands tightly on the arms of the chair, held himself down. The willing woman climbed upward, using the ornamental wood until she was on an arm of the chair. Moving one leg to the other arm, she spread her legs over his enormous rod and looked up into Henri's face. She was going to try and lower herself down onto his cock... onto Mentula!

First, she began to pleasure herself before him; running her hands over her breasts and between her legs. She opened her sex to him, sawing her hands from front to back and suddenly he saw what she was doing. She was lubricating her forbidden orifice! She had prepared for the old Master... the Master that craved anal from his followers. Henri swallowed hard, almost crushing the arms of the chair in his grip, to keep from thrusting forward and destroying the woman with his cock. She would never be able to take him inside her body, no matter what preparation she had done.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 05



She eased herself down nonetheless and Henri fought the urge even more when her body came in contact with his vast head. She pressed upon him; he could see the confusion on her face almost instantly. Further she tried, grunting as she bore down on his bulbous glands, spinning her body back and forth upon his oozing crown. Henri could fell her bowels straining to open, taking only part of the tip into her body as she continued to try. Her breathing became forced and perspiration appeared all over her as she struggled on to take Mentula into her bowels.

Henri felt her stopping as the strain became too much, not wanting to tear herself. It was all he could do to remain motionless. His entire body lusted for the sensation of bliss to cover his throbbing cock and to feel this woman's body around his shaft. That would mean her death so he resisted the power of the ring with considerable effort. Each time the stress became too much the beautiful woman stopped, rested a bit, panting and began again, determined it seemed to have Mentula.

Suddenly the woman stopped. She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling, lifting her large breasts with each intake of air. Her body shone with perspiration, she was glorious to look upon and Henri's will almost left him.

"I... I don't understand, Master... I was told I was ready to receive you... but I am not. I have failed."

She moved from off his cock and climbed down from the large chair. The ring pulled fiercely, at Henri, wanting him to seize the woman and take her by force. Sweat was covering Henri's body as he resisted the ring with all the power he possessed. The woman, now on the ground, turned back to him and he saw that she was crying. Large tears fell from her bright green eyes.

"I will return to the mothers and tell them of my failure, Master," she said, gathering her clothing and leaving the tent.

As soon as she was gone, Henri reached down and tore the ring from off his cock. His body immediately shrunk in the great chair and he sat naked panting and sweating as his heart pounded. He vowed never to return the ring to his shaft but knew he might be forced to in defense of his nation. The ring burned hot in his hand and he dropped it to the ground in fear and revulsion. He could see how a lesser man could be controlled by the ring and the power it possessed. He was almost seduced by its power; he almost killed that woman in his lust to have her.

**

Both Yvonne and Serena heard of the surrender and the coming home of Henri of house Dangard, their countries new king. Yvonne was well healed from her injuries and both she and her sister longed for Henri's return as he was fighting for several weeks. They had long since left the hallowed halls confinements, returning to their family home. Their servants returned to them and they made sure Henri knew where to find them upon his return. They were of noble blood as was Henri and were back to living as nobles do.

They had kept the secret of the ring from others. What people in their country believed was that Henri defeated the old Master in combat and thereby took possession of his power. It was more or less the truth. Few people knew the sisters were with the Master and Henri when the confrontation took place. They were mostly left alone and not questioned thoroughly about the circumstances. Everyone was just pleased to be free and out from under the brutal rule of the evil Master.

Yvonne traveled to the city center and learned from soldiers that King Henri's army was only a day away from returning. She quickly went back home to tell Serena the good news. They both hoped he would visit them upon his return. He would be in need of a queen, and both sisters yearned to be chosen.

When the army arrived but Henri was not with them, the sisters were quite distraught, having built up his return in their minds, day dreaming often of his return. Yvonne sent a servant to inquire to where the king was but the servant was sent away with no reply. She decided to go on her own again and find out where Henri had gone and when he was expected back.

"Are you Lady Yvonne of house Granvas?" the large general asked when she was allowed to enter.

It had taken her hours to find the right person to talk to and she was tired and disheveled.

"Yes, what news of the King do you have?" she asked.

"He gave me this letter for your eyes only before he left the encampment."

She took the wax sealed parchment from the general and held it like a precious heirloom.

"Did he say where he was going?"

"The king did not, nor when he would return. I was hopeful you could share some of that letter with me if you would, mi Lady."

Yvonne looked to her hands at the letter and the red wax seal with the large letter D for house Dangard on it. She wanted to wait until she was home to read it with Serena but this general look as if he wasn't going to let her leave until she opened it. Placing her finger under the parchment she broke the seal and opened the tri-folded parchment.

  Yvonne,

I trust you are well and healed properly from your violation. I'm terribly sorry for the ordeal you were put through at my hand as well as the old Master. We have Serena's quick thinking and actions to thank for all of our lives.

You will already know by the time you receive this letter that I have left my army for another purpose I only share with you. General Sharis will desire you tell him my whereabouts. Tell him this: I have gone to secure our southern border and to draw a treaty with the country of Garigasia. This is partially true but not my intended purpose.

The true purpose is the Ring. I've learned that it has devoted followers. I wish to know more about the ring and the source of its power and more about these women that crave Mentula of all things. I do not know how long it will take me but know that I think of you and Serena every day and yearn to hold you in my arms again. I trust you will keep my secret and eagerly await my return.

Your King,

 Henri

Yvonne looked up at the General after reading the letter. Warmth was in her chest upon reading Henri's desire for her.

"He has gone to Garigasia to gain treaty with them and to secure our southern border," she said.

"On his own?"

"It appears so, sir. As you know he is highly capable before and even more now."

"Yes... very well. I will spread the news. Thank you, Lady Yvonne. He must care deeply for you to only disclose this knowledge with you."

"We endured much together, general. We grew close and I hope to be his queen if I can confide in you."

"I sensed as much, mi Lady. I hope for his safe and speedy return."

"As do I."

She folded the letter and held it close to her body as she left. She had to stop herself from running all the way back to tell Serena. A lady does not run.

**

Henri, as himself, had been trailing the red headed follower for several days now. She was on a direct course south toward Garigasia. The ring was safely wrapped in cloth and in a leather pouch to protect him from the heat. The ring burned him when he touched it unless he brought it close to his manhood, where it began to cool and glow blue again. He knew what it wanted and even when it wasn't around his penis, it still had a pull upon him to find a 'sheath for Mentula' as the woman had said. She did not suspect him following her, and rarely looked back from whence she traveled, so determined to get to her destination.

He followed her across the border a week after she had come to him in his tent. It took two more days to reach the capital of Garigasia. He kept the ring close in case he had to protect his life in the foreign country but it seemed Garigasia was opened to travelers and traders. He blended in well in garb he had bought before his journey since as the Master he was naked.

The city center was busy and crowded. Making it difficult to keep track of the red headed woman but he made due, thinking he lost her several times until he spotted her long hair in the distance. He followed her to a large religious structure on the outskirts of the city where she was allowed to enter and then disappear inside. It seemed he had found the source of the followers. As he surveyed the grounds, he saw many young women outside in the yards. All were beautiful and large breasted, as if it was a requirement.

He also noticed the lack of men. None were seen entering or leaving the structure nor inside. He waited until dark to jump the stone wall and make his way toward the structure. There were no lookouts or guards and Henri, with his skill in stealth, easily entered the temple without being seen. What he found astounded him and he felt the ring burning through the pouch with lust.

He did not count but estimated over a hundred women were in different stages of preparation for Mentula. He had never seen a collection of women such as this before. He recognized all creeds and countries were represented. All beautiful and very voluptuous. They were organized in groups according to their preparations. Objects were being utilized to prepare them for the Master's large member but he saw none of the objects were as large as him with the ring. Some prepared their anus and some prepared there vaginas. The largest object was of the size and girth of the old Master and several women had achieved reception of such a large object into their forbidden orifice. One such woman was the red haired maiden that had come to him.

He looked down from his hiding place as she demonstrated her ability to take the large shaft into her body for three old women who were dressed. They were much older and seemed haggard in a way. It was difficult to hear from his distance but he could figure out what she was telling them. How she had failed and how Mentula was larger than what she had prepared for. The clothed women were shaking their heads but she continued to tell them Mentula was larger.      

The moans and cries from the women below him caused the pull from the ring to become uncomfortable. Seeing all of them penetrating themselves with different sized objects and in different states of arousal, had Henri's penis erect and throbbing in his pants. The tug on his shaft from the pouch containing the ring became constant and intense. He knew he could not stay long or risk falling to the temptation.

He watched the red head remove the large vegetable from her anus and the old women leave her, shaking their heads. He moved, following the clothed women deeper into the temple. Everyone was in the great chamber and the halls were empty, making it easy for him to follow them. He assumed they were the 'mother's' the red haired woman had mentioned. He could learn more about the ring by listening to them than watching the hundred or so younger women prepare themselves. It was even easier to sneak into the chamber they went into. He could tell they had no worries or need for security. Henri listened to their conversation as he hid himself.

"It cannot be true what she says."

"Even if it is, it does not concern me. What concerns me is why she is still alive."

Henri almost gave himself away with a shocked gasp, but the women didn't hear him.

"She should not have survived the ring, let alone Mentula. Why didn't the Master take her by force? The ring should have seen to it."

"For weeks now the rings power weakens. This new Master is not obeying its cravings."

"He will. They will become unbearable and he will fall like all the others before him. The ring will give us what we need. Soon the power will be restored to us."

This last woman that spoke seemed the oldest and the authority among the others. Henri knew now they were preparing these women to die and for the ring to supply them with power somehow. They must be witches or sorceresses of some kind. Must have created the ring for their own selfish uses. He knew he had to destroy it.

Before he could retreat and leave the temple he was discovered by a fourth old women arriving later. She screamed at his presence behind a curtain divider and suddenly his body was surrounded by a force that he could not see but held him fast.

The other women soon joined the new and they stared at Henri in shock until they realized who he was and what he had with him.

"He is the new Master... I sense the ring!"

"As do I. He must have followed Heather to our temple."

"Well, well... if you will not obey the ring then we will force you to obey. Take him to the Master's chamber," the woman in charge said.



The Master and the Ring Ch. 06



The authors would like to thank Gunter99 for his edits and suggestions on this and all previous chapters.

Chapter 6

Henri could not move or even struggle against the invisible force that held him bound. He literally floated in the air down a hallway by one of the witches. The Master's chamber was a large room with four chains fixed to the four corners and steel cuffs that she put around his wrists and ankles. Once he was chained spread eagle onto the stone floor the force released him and his clothing was ripped from his body with the same invisible power.

"Oh, my... now I know why Heather said Mentula was larger than she could accept. You are a rare specimen for sure," the single woman said as she exposed Henri's endowment.

"What are you going to do with me?" he asked, finally able to speak.

"You shall see. It's been long since we have had a captive Master."

The old haggard woman was searching his ruined clothing until she found the pouch containing the ring. Henri looked shocked when she approached him and seemed to be about to put it on his penis. He expected to grow large, break the chains easily and escape with not much effort. She did not seem concerned and this worried him. She lifted his flaccid member and slid the warm ring over his head, down to the base of his cock. His body grew immense but so did the chains by the magic of the witches. He pulled at them and thrashed around as the Master but to no avail.

"You can struggle all you like in the Master's chamber but you will find your great strength useless to you here."

She reached between his legs and took hold of his enormous cock, lifting it as best she could. The sensation was impossible to resist and he began to grow erect as she moved her hands up and down the sensitive shaft.

"Yes! The ring makes you a prisoner to the pleasure... Give into the desires. Feed the ring with the bodies of your followers. It has made you large... you will serve us well."

His giant cock throbbed and bounced, arched over his ripped stomach. The ring glowed blue and the desire to have a woman was impossible to control. Henri had never felt so aroused and sexual stimulated in his life before. The ring was hot around his shaft and he felt its lust for a woman. 

The old woman waited alone, smiling at his throbbing cock, until the other's joined her. They had a young woman with them, a blond, he had not seen before. She was naked and very beautiful with eyes of blue and a magnificent body that caused his cock to surge with new life. His lust multiplied, he felt if he was not bound he would have taken the woman.

"Master! You are here?" she blurted as the others corralled her into the chamber.

"Yes, Fiona, he's come to merge with you as his first," the oldest said.

"His first?" she asked.

"Yes, the Master has been renewed. See the size of Mentula?"

"Yes, mother, but I am not prepared for him. What about what Heather has said."

"You are sufficiently prepared, I assure you, Daughter. Heather failed. You will succeed and be the first to join with the new Master and Mentula."

"Why is the Master chained?" Fiona asked.

"He desires it to be for his arousal. He wishes you to be the aggressor."

"I see, Mother... but I am afraid."

"Do not be, we shall help you."

With that, Henri watched Fiona's incredible body suddenly lift into the air and hover over his throbbing cock. Mentula was oozing profusely, dripping down to his stomach as it pulsed and strained. With Fiona over his body, his cock began to rise by the same force that held her. Soon his cock was vertical and directly below her body. It looked huge compared to the young woman and Henri tried to struggle against the power of the witches but they held him more secure than the chains and bound his tongue as well. She began to descend toward him, her legs spread wide. He felt her body hit his cock. She groaned and tried to struggle against the force that seized her, but the witches held her fast.

"No, Mothers... it is too large... I... I can't! Ahhhhhgggggg!" Fiona screamed as her body was forced onto Henri's giant cock.

He was helpless to resist, the power too strong, pulling him tight and unable to move. The pleasure was undeniable, as her anus stretched around and engulfed Mentula. The pleasurable sensations were multiplied greatly by the power of the ring, and Henri moaned despite himself and the destruction his own enhanced member was causing. He felt her body descend all the way down his shaft. Fiona's beautiful eyes rolled back in her head and she slumped over unconscious.

This did not stop the witches. They began to move her body up and down on his throbbing cock and the pleasure grew and grew, no matter what he did. Her chest still moved and she was not yet dead. The pleasure increased, he felt his shaft widen as blood engorged his cock fully and his testicles rose tight against his shaft.

"Yes, Master... feel the pleasure grow. Soon you will climax like you have never experienced and will be ever linked to the ring, to crave its bliss!"

They sped Fiona's limp body up on his shaft, the pleasure was too much and his climax came quickly, for it had been a long time since he had ejaculated. Never had he experienced such euphoric bliss before. The orgasm would have killed a normal man from the absolute ecstasy. Henri's cock exploded forth, filling the blond full of his enhanced seed and he felt the ring grow in power as the life was taken from the doomed woman. His cock continued to convulse and spew the plentiful semen, spraying out of the tight connection between his shaft and her anus. Her chest stopped moving as the ring's light turned bright white. When she was suddenly pulled off him, his body was covered in his own ejaculate as it sprayed out of Fiona's corpse. He surged with power far greater than he had known with the ring before.

"Yes! Feel the power, bask in its glory!" the lead witch cried out.

Henri opened his eyes and saw all the witches glowing white and growing younger before his eyes. They were being rejuvenated by the rings taking of Fiona. Her body was ungracefully dropped onto the stone floor next to him and he watched each witch grow young and beautiful before his eyes. Their large sagging breasts rose under their gowns, their wrinkles disappeared and their bodies tightened and became lovely. All of them disrobed and stood before him naked. They were gorgeous, surpassing any human female he had ever seen before, a direct correlation to the rings creation. 

"Don't need those anymore," the leader said. "Thank you for the renewal. We were wondering why it had been so long since we received the ring's strength. This change in vessels explains everything." Her voice was angelic, everything about them was glorious.

"I'm just a means for you to live forever," Henri stated in his booming voice.

"Yes, and have power and beauty beyond comprehension, silly man."

"How long will you keep me here? How many more will you force me to kill!?"

"It will only take a few more willing daughters for you to be a prisoner to the pleasure. You'll serve us on your own soon, unable to resist. I admit you are strong. Most succumb to the ring easily but you have resisted it and still do. Your resistance is futile. The ring controls the Master... you shall see."

As the witch walked toward Henri, he saw a faint glow of blue coming from just above her sex. When she was standing directly over him, as he lay on the floor, he saw she wore a ring on her clitoris, similar to the one around his cock. It was tight and pressed against her body, making her small sex organ stick out past the folds of her exquisite lips. He looked back as the other witches and saw similar glows from rings. He figured out quickly that his and their rings were linked; this was how they gained the power from the doomed women.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked him as he stared up at her. "You've never seen such perfection before. My perfect body pleases you, and already Mentula grows."

He tore his eyes from the perfect woman and watched his semen covered penis begin to rise. She smiled down at him. Her clit ring glowing brighter blue and her perfect nipples becoming erect.

"It's been a long time since we had a captive Master here in the temple. We four are looking forward to the benefits you bring."

She stepped back a few paces and took hold of his growing cock, running her hands up and down in the semen, causing Henri to moan with pleasure. She stroked him to full erect height as the other witches gathered around his prostrate body.

"We do not fear Mentula. It cannot harm us as it does the daughters. Our rings protect us," the leader said releasing his cock and climbing upon his stomach.

His cock arched over his body directly toward the witch standing on his abdomen. She smiled at him as she back up toward it and bent over at the waist. His plump head hit her body and she moved around in a circular motion, slathering his juices all over her sex and anus. She pressed back on him further and felt himself enter her with no resistance at all. He did not know if she grew larger or if his cock shrunk at the connection, but magically she eased his massive cock into her hot, tight rectum until she had most of his cock deep inside her.

"Ahhhh... yes! I've missed Mentula. It's good to have you back!" the witch screamed, rubbing her clit as her ring shown bright blue through her fingers.

His ring and hers shined brightly in the room as she began to move off and back onto his cock over and over. The others stood around him, watching her work his massive cock into her body with no ill effect. They all played and fondled their flawless bodies as if in preparation for their own turn. The pleasure was again enhanced and Henri felt himself giving up to the ring and darkness because the pleasure was too great. He watched without blinking the lead witch's impeccable body press back and forward on him. Her firm breasts only slightly moving with each lunge. Her face was of seamless symmetry and the beauty was unnatural but he couldn't stop admiring her form.

Henri first thought that because of his prior climax with Fiona, he was lasted much longer with the witch rocking back and forth, bathing his entire body in seductive pleasure. But he soon learned she was controlling his climax from coming. His will was waning like a candle about to run out of wax. He watched her grab her own breasts and pinch her erect nipples as the look of pleasure filled the witches face. Several minutes later he felt her peak squeeze his cock and still he did not climax. Her ring grew white during her climax and his body suddenly felt weak but it disappeared as the witch slid off his cock and returned to the ground.

"My turn," another witch said as she began to climb up Henri's body.

He was oozing profusely now from the stimulation and the sheer sized of his cock. Instead of facing him, the new witch faced away and suddenly floated into the air above his cock. Then she used her power to pull him vertical like with Fiona and eased herself down onto his hard shaft. He had a better view of what was happening this way. It looked as if Mentula was reshaped at the connection of anus and penis. Her power was manipulating his massive cock as it entered her. She was taking exactly the length and girth that she desired. Moving herself up and down with her power, she copulated with Henri as he lay on his back unable to move or resist the enthralling pleasure. Her body was as perfect as the first witch, but not exactly the same. Each witch had different heights and body shapes but each was impeccable in that form.

He had no idea how old they really were or where they had come from, but one after another they took Mentula into themselves until they each achieved orgasm. Four witches, glorious to look upon, gave Henri the greatest pleasure he had ever experienced. His mind knew it was due to the evil rings but his body betrayed him and he was a prisoner to the pleasure.

As the last climaxed she joined the others on the floor around him. Mentula was throbbing and straining for release. He knew then that they had controlled his climax from coming and had left him wanting to ejaculate more than ever before. His entire body seemed to cry out for release as his cock throbbed and strained against the pleasure.

"All that pressure built up? You want to be allowed to climax, don't you?" the lead asked.

He fought the urge to beg and kept quiet.

"Say it, Master... ask us to release your seed," she said.

Henri felt invisible hands begin to stroke his throbbing cock. He counted eight pair. Each witch was using her powers to stroke his shaft and pleasure his cock while still standing on the floor. The pleasure built and built but he was unable to pass the final point to climax. He hovered on the edge of the cliff, his testicles so tight and full they ached for release, but still he did not ask.

"All you have to do is say the words," another witch said.

He resisted for as long as he could with the hands stroking and caressing his cock. His breaking point came when Henri felt a mouth engulf his cock. His eyes shot open to look but he saw nothing and no one sucking him. He could not stand the pleasure any longer. It felt as if a giant woman was sucking his cock all the way into her mouth and down her throat. This trickery was too much for him and he lost his ability to resist.

"Please let me climax!" he screamed after only a minute of the oral trick.

Suddenly the block was gone and his cock exploded forth into the air. The burst of semen reached the ceiling of the Master's chamber and cascaded down all over his trembling body. Several more burst of pure white seed sprayed into the air, leaving Henri's massive body covered from head to toe in the witch induced massive climax. Even as the Master, he felt weak and spent when his cock finally stopped ejecting his seed into the air. During the climax he continued to feel the sensations of a woman's mouth sucking and pleasuring his cock. The pleasure had made him weak and he feared he had lost his soul. 

"Now was that so hard? Pleasure such as this is your reward and power as you already know. Why fight the ring. Give into the bliss and serve it."

As his cock fell flaccid between his legs, the lead witch removed the ring and Henri's exhausted body returned to normal size as did the chains. The beautiful young witches left Henri chained to the floor and took the body of Fiona with them. They had left him covered in his plentiful seed which did not lessen as the ring was taken. He did not see how he was going to get himself out of this.

**

Yvonne read the letter to Serena and she took every word as if it had been written to her. Serena longed for Henri's return. She had daydreamed about him and dreamt about him at night often since he had left to save their nation. She found herself pleasuring herself to his memory and maintaining the preparation he had taught her. She wanted to be ready for him when he returned and if he sought her forbidden orifice, she was more than willing to give it to him even though the Master was no more.

Both sisters longed for his return and as the days turned into weeks with no word from him, they began to worry. Yvonne inquired of General Sharis but he had heard nothing from the king or from the country of Garigasia. In fact, Garigasia's leaders told Sharis they had not been approached by the new king or knew of any treaty. The sisters were very worried after that.

**

The witches removed the ring from Henri's penis each time after they enjoyed Mentula and kept him locked in the Master's chamber. He had not yet verbally submitted to the ring and them so they never left the ring in his possession. They fed him, washed him and took good care of him. He was given a bed, a table and food. He tried to break the door down but it was reinforced by the same power he had encountered before. He did not have access to the ring until they brought it to him, and as they enjoyed his enlarged cock, he was chained or held down by the force. He did not see any of the other women besides the four witches. A week passed this way and he noticed when a witch brought him more food he saw her body had aged slightly from the youthful perfection of a couple of days ago. He knew it was only a matter of time before he was forced to kill another woman and rejuvenate the witches again. 

He had been foolish. With the ring in his possession, he felt all-powerful. No one from his land even knew where he actually was or that he was in peril at all. He thought of the sisters often. Knowing they would begin to worry about him as would the rest of the nation. A few more days past and then the four witches all returned to his chamber with the ring. They looked much older and he was amazed at the rapid decline in their power without the ring to revitalize them.

"Are you ready to succumb to the pleasure?" the leader asked as she threw the ring at him.

His body instantly was bound as the ring slowed and hovered over his soft penis. It began to rise as if sucked into the ring until it was tight around the base of his cock. Power surged through his body as he became enormous again. Even as the Master he could not fight against the witch's power, but they knew he tried.

"No? Very well then, we will do as before. Bring in Arianna," the witch said.

A dark haired young woman entered and gasped as she saw Henri's gigantic form across the room. He did not appear bound to her and she called to him as her Master, moving quickly to stand before him.

"I did not know you were here. What a wonderful surprise," she said.

The witches would not let him speak so he could not warn her, not that it would do any good.

"Do you wish to have me, Master? Is this why I have been chosen from among the daughters?" she asked in a strange accent.

His head was forced down and up as if to nod his answer to her. She beamed with joy and reached up to touch Mentula with her small hands. The force holding him back did not diminish the pleasure that rushed through his cock as the woman brought him to full height. Her strange eyes widened as he grew and grew in her hands. She turned with a worried look back to the witches.

"He... he is larger than I've known, mothers."

"Yes, Arianna, but you will adapt like you have before," one answered.

This seemed to appease the young naive woman. She turned back to Henri and with hands over head continued to manipulate his engorged cock. He began to flow heavily from his large slit and the secretions dribbled down his shaft to his heavy testicles. She used the liquid to stimulate and cover his massive rod. He watched as her nipples grew erect, in her arousal, on her large firm breasts. She was again very beautiful and he could not stop the rush of pleasure, which surged through his body as she spread his juices all over his rigid cock.

He could not tear his eyes from her body. Her dark, almost black eyes lovingly looked up at him as she worked his cock with her hands. Her firm, round breasts, jiggling slightly as her thin toned arms moved her hands the length of his shaft. He noticed she had shaved most of her public hair from her sex, leaving only a small triangle above her clitoris, much smaller than it would have been naturally. Her skin was smooth, olive toned and she had a distinctive tilt to her eyes, giving her an exotic look he had not seen often. She was not from Garigasia but from across the sea in a country he had never visited. 

Arianna suddenly released him and turned around, walking to the bed and crawling upon it. On all fours, she spread her legs and ran her fingers up her sex to her rose bud. She spread her and his plentiful juices around her tight hole. Looking back at him, she said, as she pressed her entire hand into her anus, "I give myself to Mentula, Master. Enter me now."




The Master and the Ring Ch. 06



Her flushed sex glistened in the torch light. The visual of her open wet sex and snug anus tight around her arm caused Henri to spasm with arousal even held by the witches. The pull of the ring and the urge to take the young woman overcame him as the witches had promised. Suddenly the force released him and he was free. The ring pulled him forward and he took the maiden in one hand by the back and hips, lifting her into the air. Her hand came free of her body and she called out in excitement as he lifted her. The witches smiled as Henri used his other hand to bend his cock down slightly and rub his enormous oozing head between her legs, slathering her with his slippery pre-ejaculate. Her anus remained slightly open from the width of her hand and arm but he knew it would do little to help. The ring guided his movements. The witches had no power over him, thinking him a prisoner of the ring.

"Yes, Master... take me now... I've waited so long to join with Mentula and feel the rapture promised."

With all the strength he possessed he fought the ring and moved his hand down to the base of his cock. Henri hooked a massive finger under the ring and with all his might, as the Master, he pulled. He groaned with the effort but the ring broke in half, pulled apart by his finger and cock. Blue light exploded from the ring, blinding everyone in the room. The witches screamed and Henri shrunk down to his normal size, dropping the woman onto the bed. Once he could see again he turned to the four witches, expecting to be attacked by them, but they were nowhere to be seen. Only four piles of grey dust remained of each of them. On top of the piles was each of their clitoris rings, shining in the torch light. He had destroyed them as he destroyed the ring. 

Arianna, shocked, looked at him. "Master? What has happened? Who are you for you are not the Master."

"This ring was Mentula and I have destroyed it to save your life and the others. You and many more have been deceived by the four mothers. They were preparing you to die and to take your life for their own." He dropped the half of the ring he had in his hand and it sounded dull and empty as the gold hit the ground.

"No! You lie!" She screamed and lunged for him, her sharp nails scratching his naked chest. He grabbed her hands and held her as she struggled against his strength.

"I'm sorry, it is true. They created the ring for the purpose of remaining young and powerful. See for yourself, now that the ring is destroyed they have all turned to dust."

He forced her forward, her arms across her chest in his tight grip, and made her see the four piles of dust. She began to relax and fell to her knees sobbing. He released her.

"I have nothing now... I've devoted my entire life to Mentula and now he is gone."

"You would rather die than be without Mentula?" he asked.

"Yes... it's all I know. The mothers said if we are worthy and prepare ourselves for Mentula we can become as they are. The rapture we would gain as we joined with Mentula would change us."

"They deceived you, Arianna." Henri said, leaning over and picking up one of the small rings. "This is where they gained their power. It was linked to Mentula and the ring, nothing more, without it you could not have survived. Fiona was the last to suffer the wrath of Mentula."

"She was not worthy, that is why she was destroyed," Arianna said with conviction.

"No, nothing could save her but this... it's all a lie," Henri shouted and threw the small gold ring across the room.

She looked up at Henri; large tears fell from her deep brown eyes. Her black hair was in her face and disheveled from her struggling. He reached down and brushed the strands away.

"What do I do now?" she asked.

"Help me convince the others of the witch's treachery."

"You are just a man... They will not believe you. I would not believe if I had not seen."

"That is why you have to help me convince them all of the truth." 

Suddenly the small ring Henri had thrown to the ground lifted into the air. Henri jumped back as he saw Arianna's out stretched hand. She was a witch. Arianna reached forward and the small ring landed in her palm. She stood and Henri watched her spread her sex open to reveal her clitoris. She placed the gold ring over it, pressing it against her body and let go. It slowly fell off and to the ground with no power to hold it.

"The power is gone with the destruction of Mentula. It's over," he said as he watched the ring fall from her body. "You are a witch like the Mother's?" he asked.

"All Daughters of Mentula possess some magic. You have just seen the extent of mine."

"They told you your power would increase once merged with Mentula?" he asked.

"Yes, but not if I didn't survive," she cried.

"You would not have. They had no intentions of sharing the power."

She collapsed again to her knees and began sobbing anew.

**

The nation was in turmoil. The army had taken control of the government with the lack of a king. It didn't take long for rivals from other noble families to claim the kingdom when it was discovered that Henri of house Dangard was probably dead. Debates and skirmishes broke out among the other houses and even Yvonne and Serena's cousins were part of it. They feared the worst as weeks turned to months and still there was no word from Henri.

General Shais was one of the only loyal people that held out faith Henri would return and he did his best to quell the fighting among the families and preserve the throne for Henri. Nevertheless, the more time that passed he knew something would have to change and order would need to be restored through debate or blood.

The courier arrived just before war broke out between the strongest two families. House Granvas, which Serena and Yvonne belonged to and House Dangard, cousins of Henri were pitted against each other on the battlefield to decide a king. General Shais rode out to the middle of the field where the two forces were about to attack. A representative from each army rode to meet him and he showed them the letter sent by Henri and his expected arrival. The battle was delayed, but tensions remained between the two powerful houses.

Serena and Yvonne learned of the letter and both of them were relieved and jubilant for Henri's return and survival.

**

Convincing the Daughters of Mentula of the witch's treachery did not go well. Even with Arianna's help, there were few that believed the truth. In the end, Henri was forced to return to the Master's chamber, retrieve the broken ring and the four witch's rings and flee for his own safety. He also took a large leather bound book he found in the witches quarters. He did not want the daughters to begin where they had left off. He sent word to his nation and set off two days later after procuring a horse and supplies for the journey.

Two days later, he discovered he was being followed and laid in wait for the two horsemen that approached. He almost killed them before learning who they were. Heather and Arianna had followed him from the temple. Both had come to accept the truth about the witches back in the temple of Mentula. He had no idea that they were following him until he ambushed them, knocking them off their horses. He was about to slit Arianna's throat when Heather yelled for him to stop. He heard the female voice and stayed his stroke, pulling back Arianna's hood to reveal her dark, long hair and pretty face in the dying light of the day.

"Why are you two following me?" Henri asked, putting his blade away.

"We know that thou has taken the book of spells and the rings."

"And you follow me to retrieve them for the Daughters of Mentula? You want the increased power?"

"No... we wish to join you and leave the order," Heather spoke.

"Join me? For what cause?"

"We do not know... we seek more, and sense that following you as the last Master would be beneficial," Arianna said.

"I cannot offer you power as the witches did or everlasting life. I only took the rings and the book to keep history from repeating with new powerful witches."

"But you are a king, are you not?" Heather asked, knowing he had been when she was taken to his tent.

"Yes, if I arrive home soon enough."

"We will be your servants in you kingdom. We will do anything you ask of us," Arianna said with a seductive look.

"We've been instructed in the art of pleasure... we can please you as if you were the Master," Heather said, coming to stand very close to Henri.

She reached out to him and he caught her hand before she could touch him.

"I will not pretend to dismiss your offer as uninviting. You both are very pleasing to the eye. But I return home to women of my own country."

"Women? More than one? Are you not then married?" Heather asked.

"I am not, but I intend to marry a maiden as my queen shortly upon my return."

"Even married kings need other companionship," Arianna said, coming to the other side of him. "One woman is not enough for you."

She too reached for him and he was unable to fend off both of them. Soon their hands were on his chest and body, caressing him in the darkness on the road that led to his country. He did not feel any fear of them or that they had ill intent. He knew their magic was not powerful enough to bind him. He soon gave up trying to stop their hands and backed off the road into the grass under a tall tree he had jumped from to knock them off their horses. They groped and fondled his arms, legs and finally sought his growing member tightly secure in his trousers.

Their expert hands were very inviting and Henri lost his will to stop them completely. His trousers were quickly unbuckled and a pair of hands found his throbbing cock, grasping the middle and pulling it forth.

"You are large for a normal man... no wonder you made a very imposing Master," Heather said. He knew it was she who held his penis in her hand.

Arianna was licking his stomach and moving lower as Heather tugged his pants down and began to stroke his cock with two hands with expert skill. Suddenly in the dark, Arianna's mouth found his cock and enveloped his pulsing head. He moaned loudly into the night as she descended further onto his penis as Heather moved her hands lower to the base and balls. Arianna's talent was equal to Yvonne and soon Henri felt his pleasure mounting and the skin around his testicles tighten as Heather rolled them in her hand. Arianna took him deep before slowly ascending his shaft with her lips tightly wrapped around his width. She sucked the head intensely and let him pop from her mouth, making a sharp noise in the darkness. 

Henri was breathing heavy with his heart racing. It had been a while again since he had last experienced the mouth of a woman on his cock. The last time had been a trick of the witches but the memory was burned into his body. He basked in the pleasure of Arianna's wet, creamy mouth around his cock. Her tongue bathing the underside of his shaft with her saliva, twisting and bobbing her head up and down, sending intense sensations of pleasure through Henri's body.

Looking down in the dark he could slightly see her head bobbing up and down and Heather looking up at him, her green eyes glinting in the half moon's light. She smiled at him and pulled his cock from Arianna's mouth, only to swallow him up instantly. Heather was well acquainted with sucking a man as well and Henri leaned against the trunk of the tree in absolute ecstasy.

The two women, recent defectors of Mentula, took turns sucking and stroking Henri for longer than he had ever been sucked before. They really knew what they were doing and kept him highly stimulated but never let him past the point of climax. He felt the load within his loins building. The pressure and desire to ejaculate grew strong. His cock coursed with blood, his testicles snug against the sides of his shaft, were dripping with the women's saliva. The moon sent strange light patterns through the tree as he watched the women on their knees. They seemed as if they were worshiping him with their mouths, taking no thought for themselves. He knew their knees had to be hurting on the hard ground after so long on their knees, but still they sucked and traded his cock between their hot mouths, showing their dedication to him.

He finally could no longer resist, taking his cock in his hand and began to stroke himself to climax. The women leaned back and presented themselves to him with their mouths open just like Serena had come to do. His climax came and his seed burst forth as the convulsions deep in his body forced the long awaited effluent forth. He sprayed both women in the face, turning with each subsequent burst of seed to their open mouths, one after another until their faces were streaked with his white ropes of semen and their mouths held an equal amount. The pleasure was glorious and very satisfying as Henri stroked himself through the contractions, spilling a large quantity onto the two women. They swallowed what had entered their mouth and proceeded to clean each other off with the small power they possessed, feeding each other the remains of Henri's load as it floated in the air from off their bodies. 

"See, Master... we can be very useful to you," Heather said, licking her lips.

"Other things we can do... just wait and see, Master," Arianna put forth.

"Do not call me Master... the Master is dead," Henri said.

"As you wish, my lord," they said together.

Henri felt weak and tired from the long day in the saddle and now the large climax that had taken much time to bring forth. His legs wobbled and he slid down the trunk of the tree to sit on the ground with the women.

"Will you accept us as your servants? May we return with you to your land?" they asked.

"Yes, but we must be discrete. There are two ladies, very dear to me, which will not be pleased if you ride in with me. I need to talk to them first before they know of you."

Even in the darkness, he could see the two women look at each other and smile. Henri didn't know if it was a good idea to bring two beautiful witches back to his land but he was exhausted and told himself he would figure it out later. The women left him by the tree, tied the horses together and returned to him with their bedrolls for the night. With a woman on each side of him, they all gathered close, falling asleep under the tree and stars for the remainder of the night.



The Master and the Ring Ch. 07



Henri awoke to two pair of hands on his large cock. Forgetting where he was, he jumped awake, startled. He relaxed, slightly, as he realized where he was and whose hands had his cock fully erect. The sun was not yet up, but it was light enough to see both Arianna and Heather smiling at him. Both caressed his shaft lovingly as well as softly, not gripping hard enough to move the loose skin among his rigid shaft below.

"Good morning, ladies... I see you've found something of interest?" he asked.

"Yes, my lord... we found it hard and in need of attention, it seems," Heather spoke.

"Hard, yes, but you mistake its need for attention with a full bladder."

"I'm sure that can wait, mas... my lord," Arianna said, almost calling him master. "We have much we still can show you."

"You convinced me last night, well enough, and yet you persist. I'm persuaded you have selfish motives this morning," he said, smiling at them.

This entire time of conversation, the two women had not stopped caressing his cock with light finger touches that had become increasingly firmer until a gentle stroking had begun. His need to relieve himself was soon dismissed by the pleasure that overcame it. Soon a clear drop of his pre-ejaculate shone in the slit of his head, growing larger by the second.

"Even if that is true, do you deny our talents this morning?" Heather asked, firmly stroking the base of his cock.

"You may proceed if you wish," Henri responded, putting his hands behind his head and lying back on his bedroll.

Arianna found the large clear drip of his effluent and with one finger circled his head with the slippery liquid. The sensations caused an involuntary spasm of his shaft as his muscles flexed. She gripped tighter with her other hand, above Heather's, and proceeded to rub his head more forcefully with her palm now in tight circles. The intense sensation curled Henri's toes and he felt he might urinate unwillingly. He was able to contain his release only because the effluent soon dried and the intense sensation diminished. Arianna removed her hand from his head and again caressed his shaft as Heather stroked the loose skin from the base, rolling up his foreskin to his engorged head and back down.

As the pre-ejaculate built up, Arianna proceeded to palm his crown once again and the sensation gripped his body just as powerfully. He did not know where they had learned this but it was very pleasurable, leaving his body squirming and his chest heaving. Twice more Heather and Arianna pleasured him this way, showing patience that surprised him, for they had to wait for adequate secretions from within him. After the fourth time, he opened his eyes when his cock was released completely. Both women were removing clothing, answering his unasked question of why they had stopped.

Henri remembered both of their bodies fondly from the past. They were extremely beautiful women with full bosoms, shapely hips and strikingly alluring faces. He had to admire the old witches and their choices of followers for the ring. He attributed the beauty of the women to the power the ring gave. The more aroused the Master the more power the witches would receive upon his climax. He had not seen a homely follower of Mentula; the witches had made sure of that.

With his eyes fully opened, Henri viewed their naked bodies in the growing light of the day. His cock surged with blood from the attention they had already given it. Seeing them together naked, made him even harder. Once undressed, Heather proceeded to take hold of his shaft again. He let out a sigh of pleasure as her warm, wet mouth began sucking his oozing head, descending down onto his cock. She stroked with one hand, rolling his testicles in the other. Arianna had something else in mind as she threw her left leg over his body and moved upward until her glistening wet sex was directly over his face. As she eased down, Henri opened his mouth to welcome her tangy flavor.

He could no longer see Heather sucking his cock, but the pleasure was no less satisfying. He proceeded to force his long tongue as deep into Arianna's tangy sex as he could, moving it back and forth up and down before traversing up to tease her clit with the tip. His view was of her flat toned stomach and large firm breasts from below. It was highly stimulating, combining with his cock being pleasured orally and his own excitement as he sucked, licked and feasted on Arianna's succulent orifice. Raising his hands, he took the opportunity to fondle her firm, round breasts, something he assumed she would not mind. She smiled down at him as he palmed her hardening nipples, confirming his suspicions. 

Knowing the daughters of Mentula practiced the unholy act; Henri removed his tongue from Arianna's sex and moved it back to find her puckered anus. Arianna cooed with pleasure as the hot tip of Henri's tongue probed around her forbidden hole until slightly entering her. More of his tongue found her hot bowels as she moved forward until his nose was in her open sex and his tongue found new depths. He tweaked her nipples and shoved his tongue as deep into her bowels as he could.

The pleasure was increasing in his loins. Heather had become more aggressive with both her stroking and sucking. Henri felt his loose skin tighten around his orbs as the blissful sensation, approaching climax, continued to increase. He focused on Arianna's sex and anus, penetrating her two orifices with his tongue as well as sucking her lips into his mouth and nibbling on her clitoris. This continued for several minutes, all of them seemingly content for the moment.

"I must have him inside me," Arianna suddenly spoke amid the chirping morning birds in the tree above them.

Heather, having heard, removed her mouth from around Henri's cock and sat up. "He's good and ready for you. Trade places and do what you will."

Henri lost contact with Arianna as she moved backward toward his now exposed shaft, cooling in the morning air. His view was suddenly blocked by Heather straddling his head and lowering her body down to his face. His cock was lifted vertical and suddenly hot velvety flesh encapsulated the whole of his cock as Arianna sat down, taking his long, wide rod into her sex with ease. The heat was in staggering contrast to the coolness of the evaporating saliva and Henri moaned loudly from pleasure, causing several birds to realize the human presence below them and fly. He was actually surprised she did not take him the forbidden way as she had trained. Maybe that would come later.

As she lowered herself all the way onto him, the weight of her body pressed on his full bladder, reminding him of his need to urinate. The sensation was odd, mixing with the pleasure of her exquisite sex around his shaft to the base. She began to rise and fall upon him in a steady pace, neither fast nor slow. Heather's sex was of a stronger taste but he did not mind as he licked and penetrated her with his tongue as he had Arianna. He also explored her anus and found she enjoyed the sensations of his probing tongue. Of course he fondled her large breasts as well and found them healthy, firm and perky as age and gravity not taken ill effect as of yet. The two women he was with were most assuredly younger than him, probably in the realm of Serena's age. Most likely another criterion of the ring and witches. 

Henri had never had a woman riding him as he feasted on the sex of another. This journey and new life of his had afforded him experienced he had not fathomed before. His mind turned to the broken ring in his pouch and the four witch's rings that remained whole. He would not be where he was at that moment if it wasn't for them. Warmth filled his frame as Arianna sped up her motions. His cock was soon humming with stimulation, approaching climax. Concentrating on Heather, he kept his wits about him and withheld his orgasm for coming. The view of her swaying breasts above him, added to his thrill and the excitement of pleasuring two women at one time.

In what he believed to be purposely, Arianna lifted herself too high and Henri's cock fell forward out of her creamy sex. He felt her grasp his shaft, pulling it back vertical but instead of taking him into her vagina again, he felt the tight pressure of her forbidden anus. Slowly she opened around him, causing the familiar pressure and heat to engulf his head before easing down his shaft. Her tight ring squeezed his shaft all the way down as she took him fully into her bowels. The sensation flooded his body and he basked in the illicit pleasure he had grown to crave.

As her body hit his, he heard her moan in pleasure; she had learned to crave the forbidden act as well. She was well prepared for his length and width; she had, after all, prepared herself for the Master. She remained deep on his shaft, only slightly gyrating her hips as his entire cock was buried fully into her. Suddenly he felt something he had never experienced with Yvonne and Serena. His cock was being milked from within Arianna's body. She was not moving up and down manually but he could feel the muscles of her bowels rhythmically caressing his cock. She had trained herself and her body to do this after weeks of a daughter of Mentula. The resulting sensations were unparalleled and like nothing Henri had ever felt before.

Removing his mouth from Heather's drenched sex, Henri spoke, "My lady! What you are doing is stunning and I cannot keep from release!"

Arianna relaxed her muscles and stopped milking his cock. Suddenly, some force within her body pinched the head of his cock with firm pressure. He realized, in his shock, it was her power. She was delaying his climax with magic from within her. His load remained inside his body but just barely. His chest heaved and his heart raced with pleasure as he was on the pinnacle of his bliss. She remained very still, not wanting him to ejaculate, sensing his cock straining within her.

"We said there were hidden talents and things we could do for you that you knew not of. This is just one of those we have been taught," Arianna said from behind Heather.

"We can bring you pleasure you have never know before, my lord," Heather added.

"I believe you," Henri breathed out, struggling to keep from moving.

He felt Arianna lean over toward Heather, she was careful not to move up or down on his straining cock. The slightest movement would cause him to lose control and spill his seed. Suddenly he saw a tongue between Heather's legs poke through and lick her sex. Arianna was performing oral on her Ring sister while staying still on his cock. The force squeezing his cock head suddenly released, but his imminent explosion was stayed. He watched as she licked and probed Heather's anus and vagina, giving him more time for his cock to ease down.

The intense urge to climax eased and Henri added his mouth to Heather's sex and twisted his tongue with Arianna's. Together they pleasured Heather in both orifices with their tongues. Heather began to moan and quiver, her climax was fast approaching. Henri knew it as did Arianna and they both worked vigorously to help Heather achieve the stimulation enough to climax. A few moments later, Heather called out in pleasure, shaking and clenching her muscles as the pleasure of climax flooded her body. She became very wet, drenching Henri's chin in fresh inner juices as he watched her sex constrict and release over and over.  

Heather was struggling for air and to maintain her position over Henri's face. Her legs trembled and shook from the intense orgasm coursing through her body. Her vocalizations were high pitched yelps of pleasure no one could understand. Her climax went on for several moments before she had to sit back on Henri's chest, effectively stopping him and Arianna from continuing.

Henri's cock had withheld his seed and was anxious for more stimulation, still buried deeply in Arianna's bowels. His chest became damp from the juices running from Heather's body. She was flushed, her nipples stood prominent off her breasts in the first rays of the sun and she seemed to vibrate from the bliss of her oral induced climax. She looked stunning as the sun bathed her glistening body in yellow/orange light. Henri knew he could not be without them and somehow would have to make it work with Serena and Yvonne.

"Are you able to continue, my lord?" Arianna spoke.

"Yes, you have quelled the urge to climax."

Without reply, Arianna rose from his body, moving the many inches upward as her muscles gripped his shaft tightly. She took him to his head, keeping a steel grip on his blood engorged glands before easing down onto him again. The control she had over her muscles was staggering. He felt her pulse and grip every half second, milking his cock once again with her ass. His eyes widened fully at the exquisite rapture she provided. He felt he would never be the same again.

**

"I yearn for his return, Sister. I cannot wait any longer," Serena said to Yvonne.

The two sat at tea, discussing what might be keeping him from returning. "He is on his way, we must be patient a little longer," Yvonne answered. "I desire his return as well."

"I know we are both thinking it... Shall we discuss what we are to do when he does return?" Serena asked.

"You speak of only being one of him and two of us? Yes?" Yvonne asked, taking a sip of tea.

"I do. We both desire him for a husband. We both want to be his queen and we both know that is impossible."

"I do not mean this vindictively but I am the eldest. It is my right as the oldest eligible daughter. Mother would have confirmed this."

"I know... and I'm willing to step aside for you to become his queen. It will unite our two houses. The strife between Dangard and Gravas would have to come to an end. I see this as a promising prospect."

"But?" Yvonne asked.

"But... I love him. I want to be with him more than anything in this world."

"I don't see how that is possible. What would you have me do?" Yvonne asked.

"You know of the old ways... when queens had handmaidens who were offered to the king in place of the queen in times of exhaustion or sickness."

"Yes, but you are not a handmaiden, Serena, you are of royal blood of a powerful house. And besides those days are gone."

"I don't care. I would rather be your handmaiden and have possible access to Henri then to be a lady and never experience his touch, his warmth his co..." she cut off the slang word midway.

"Cock... yes, I lust for it again almost nightly. Do not be ashamed to speak of such things. Mother taught us better than that. 

"Fine... you are right. I crave his cock! I want him deep inside of me in any way he sees fit! She raised her voice and smiled with the thrill of her words.

Yvonne smiled as well. "My handmaiden? That is an interesting prospect. I think you may be on to something."

"Do not play with me, Yvonne. Would you seriously consider sharing him? Don't tease me."

"We shared him many times already, sister."

"Yes, but that was to survive. The threat of the Master is no more," Serena said, almost wishing it still was.

"You happiness is in jeopardy now. I shall think about it. He still needs to return safely and then I would have to be selected as a suitable bride along with the other royal families. This won't just happen overnight."

"Your marriage is all but assured when he returns and you know it," Serena said. 

"I want to believe that as well, but you never can be too sure," Yvonne said, finishing her tea.

**

The squeezing of Henri's shaft by Arianna's ass was timed like a perfectly balanced clock. She continued rising and falling onto him as her muscles pulsed and milked to perfection. He was soon on the verge of orgasm again unable to resist her incredible talents. Heather had moved off his chest and knelt next to his body, watching her Ring sister milk Henri for everything he had.

"I cannot withhold it any longer, mi lady!" Henri said, clenching his innards to hold his load in for one second more.

"Release him so that we can share!" Heather said, just as Henri's muscles gave into the pleasure.

The first burst spewed forth before Arianna could get all the way off his massive cock, spraying her insides with hot semen. Just as his head withdrew, Heather grabbed his convulsing shaft and began stroking him into the air. Arianna quickly joined Heather on the other side of Henri's trembling body, taking a hold of his emanating cock as well.

Together the women stroked his shaft up and down as the large ropes of white sprayed forth into the morning air. The effluent glimmered in the bright sun, arching and falling down upon his shuddering body and covering his heaving chest with his semen. The pleasure was most intense, causing Henri to loose several senses as the pleasure overcame sight and hearing. His muscles convulsed so intensely he was sore and tired after his cock finally eased down in their hands. He was not surprised when his seed began to lift off his body and collect in spherical orbs glittering in the sun. They worshiped his spent cock and shared his effluent between the two of them. He had seen their love for his semen last night and this morning was no different. He thought of Serena and how she would have made a fitting daughter of Mentula as the two women, sharing his fluids had.

"This is a well-traveled road. We should dress and be on our way soon," he said as they finished cleaning him off with magic.

"We will follow you to your land, my king," Heather said, sucking the last portion of the semen into her mouth from the air.

"We will serve you faithfully," Arianna added.

He smiled at them both, admiring their beauty as the sun climbed higher in the morning sky.

**

"The power came from a ring?" Lord Byron of house Granvas asked.

"Yes... the ring he wore around his member. Without it, he would not be so immense and easy to kill," Yvonne's cousin answered his father. "Several soldiers saw the ring glowing on the battlefield during his sacking of our enemies."

"I've heard rumors the ring has lost its power," a third man spoke as he came into the room.

"Then he will be easy to dispatch. He has no right to the throne. That right belongs to House Granvas after the death of the king when the occupation began."

"We agree with you, Father. Just give us the word and upon Henri of house Dangard's return he will die before he sits on the throne a day."

"Make it so!"

**

Henri and the women traveled all day before finding lodging at outpost halfway between his country and Garigasia. The captain welcomed the money Henri offered him in return for shelter in the stables. Henri knew it was a risk asking for shelter from the men of the outpost, but the weather had turned threatening during the day and a storm was upon them by nightfall. Henri secured the shelter and the two women met him as the first crash of thunder followed the bright flash of lightning, under cover of darkness. He made them wait a distance back on the road for their safety while he secured the stable. He did not want the men in the outpost to know of them.

"This will be a wicked storm, my lord. I'm glad you procured shelter for us," Heather said, removing her hood as she stepped into the dimly lit barn.

"The men do not know you two have joined me. We must be on guard."

"Are we in danger?" Arianna asked.

"Possibly, this is unclaimed land. No man's land they call it between my country and Garigasia. Those who live here are more barbarian than civilized. The men are mercenaries, doing whatever pays them money. If they knew you were here, they would have no qualms in killing me and taking you for themselves.

"The storm will be our protector. They will stay inside as well," Heather said.

"I hope you are right. We must be off early before light and gone before they wake," Henri said.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 07



Another bright flash filled the outside world with light, inseparable from the crash of thunder. So close was the bolt, the thunder shook the stables. Both Arianna and Heather jumped in fright, grabbing onto Henri out of fear.

"Stay hidden, I will secure the horses before the storm breaks," Henri said heading back out in to the night.

The women didn't want him to go but knew it was necessary so that the horses would not run off in fear. They found fresh hay and made a bed for the three of them in the cleanest loft they could find. Several horses occupied the stables already; they counted six in all, which meant that at least six men occupied the outpost, six dangerous men.

By the time Henri returned he was soaked through as the sky had broken and hail and rain started pelting the wood roof in a loud downpour.

"You are drenched, my lord... we should get you out of those wet clothes," Heather said seeing Henri appear out of the darkness into the lantern light the women had lit.

"Yes, I'm wet through... it's an impressive storm," he said, removing his cloak first.

Both Arianna and Heather assisted him until he stood naked and glimmering in the lantern light. They both admired his strong body, muscled chest and stomach, strong legs and of course the flaccid lengthy manhood falling between his legs. Heather traced several scars with her fingers, as she viewed his naked form. Arianna bit her lip, feeling her body flush with lust as she looked and noticed his member stir.

"You've seen many battles," Heather said.

"Yes, my fair share. Nothing too deep to cause permanent damage though," Henri responded.

"We have prepared a place to sleep, with warm clean hay and our bedrolls," Arianna said, taking his hand and leading him to the makeshift bed.

She knelt down on their combined bedrolls, still holding his hand and facing him. Heather joined her, also kneeling before Henri.

"Is my lord too tired for activity tonight," Arianna asked, as she took hold of his wide shaft.

"No, your attentions will be a nice ending to the day. But even with the storm we must be cautious."

The hail and rain continued to beat upon the roof, making it difficult to hear but words were no longer needed. Heather also raised her hand to his body, cupping his large testicles in her palm as his thick shaft began to rise in Arianna's hand. A moan escaped Henri's lips as soon as Arianna leaned forward and opened her mouth to suck his growing cock. He was not yet fully hard when she started sucking him, pulling the blood into his crown with powerful suction. She felt him enlarge as the blood rushed forward. His shaft expanded filling her hand until he felt solid and unyielding. Keeping his cock horizontal with her mouth only, Arianna began to ease down onto him as far as she could take his wide impressive cock. Her hands found his muscled buttocks, kneading them with her fingers and pulling him deeper into her mouth. She soon tasted his pre-ejaculate, the salty, slippery effluent oozing from his deeply defined slit.    

He was impressive for a normal man but she hadn't prepared for normal, but for the Master. Her talents allowed her to open her throat and swallow Henri's extensive cock until her nose was up against his tightly cut body hair. She had effectively engulfed the whole of his tool, something Serena and Yvonne never had done.

Suddenly he spoke over the rain and hail, "I have to ask you. How have you come to learn this skill with no men in the temple?"

Heather answered him since Arianna's mouth was occupied.

"We are only allowed entry to the temple after proving ourselves in the arts of pleasing men and magic."

"So there was another place of study? Before the preparation began?" he asked, just as Arianna began to withdraw off his cock.

She took him out of her mouth to answer this time. "Yes... we were taught how to pleasure men there and nurture what gift of magic we had. Once we proved ourselves in a test of sorts, we were sent to the temple."

"I see, so that is where you learned your oral talents?"

"Yes," Arianna said, before swallowing him once again to the base.

"You have learned well," Henri said amid a moan.

He was oozing plentifully now and she used his effluent and her saliva to lubricate his wide shaft, not swallowing but letting it build. When she released him a second time, long strings of the thick combination, dangled from his throbbing cock to her mouth. Heather, seeing his member exposed, took hold of it, pulling it to her mouth to show Henri she could do just as well as Arianna. Preforming the complete swallowing of his cock caused more moans from Henri. Heather was equally talented, which made sense as a daughter of Mentula.

Arianna took the opportunity to undress, while Henri was occupied, before joining Heather on her knees again. She was sucking him more aggressively, traveling down his cock quickly and holding tightly to his shaft with her lips. She let him pop from her mouth and the stiffness of his shaft brought it quickly up to slap against his body. Arianna grabbed it quickly, pulling it back horizontal and leaning in to recreate what her Ring sister was doing. Heather quickly undressed as well and all three individuals were naked amid the thunder, lightning and storm outside.

**

"You say he had more gold with him?" the mercenary asked the captain of the outpost.

"Yes, much more. We should take it and kill him."

"When?"

"Let's give him an hour or so to fall asleep. Then you, me and Jarick will go to the stables and kill him in his sleep."

"It will be all too easy."              The two mercenaries plotted Henri's demise over hard liquor as the storm raged outside the outpost. They were unaware Henri was not going to be sleeping for some time.

**

Arianna could tell Henri was approaching climax. His already hard shaft enlarged further and she felt his buttocks flex under her hands as the pleasure mounted. His loose orbs had tightened around his shaft and he had started thrusting forward into her mouth. All signs she knew well. Men were easy to read with as much training as she had received. Easing up, for she did not want him ejaculating too soon, she pulled his throbbing cock from her mouth and backed her head away.

"I think he is properly prepared for intercourse. You should experience him for yourself, Sister," Arianna said to Heather.

"I would be honored," she said lying back on the bedrolls and spreading her legs. "Where would my lord like to enter me?" she asked, opening her sex before probing her own tight anal hole with a single finger.

"I'm confident both could be arranged," Henri said, dropping to his knees and moving forward between her outstretched legs.

She removed her finger from her ass, holding her legs up for him to choose. The sight before Henri was stunning even in the single lantern light. Her full bosoms were round mounds of perfection and her sex was open and inviting, glistening from her own arousal. His cock was coated with thick slippery saliva and pre-ejaculate, giving him any option he wanted. He knew he could easily enter her forbidden hole with little effort after experiencing her trying to force herself down onto his massive cock when he had the ring, some weeks earlier.

Making his choice, his craving for the forbidden way won out and Heather moaned in ecstasy as Henri fed his wet, throbbing cock into her lower hole without even a touch to her sex. The sensation of heat and rapture filled her bowels as his large shaft spread her tight ring wide and descended inch by inch into her body. She had grown to love the forbidden way, which to her was not forbidden but preferred. She gloried in the pleasure of fullness and the warmth that filled her body as Henri came to rest deep inside of her. She was overjoyed he had taken her this way. He reached forward, taking both of her large breasts in his hands, fondling the hardening nipples and squeezing her fleshy mounds gently. He stayed deep for several seconds before retreating and giving her the sensation of emptiness and wonderful pleasure as his large shaft created a void upon removal. She tightened her muscles, milking his shaft as he withdrew and clenched tightly onto the head of his penis, not wanting to let him leave. 

He filled her full again quickly, rushing into her well prepared orifice. No strain was present, only pure pleasure as this stranger and new 'master' thrust his wonderful manhood deep again. A steady rhythm followed. He thrust hard and deep each time and continued to fondle her breasts as if he hadn't gotten enough of such before. Using her talents, she milked his shaft, timing her pulses to sync up with his thrusts and withdrawals. The expression of ecstasy on his face told her everything. 

Arianna lay down next to Heather and began to pleasure herself as Henri continued his deep thrusts into her Ring sister. She liked watching him penetrate her, like watching his face show the bliss in his body with each cycle. She found her clitoris, spreading her lips with one hand and circling her erect nub with the pad of her left index finger. Heather moaned beside her as Henri continued. The storm raged outside but only warmth and pleasure covered Arianna's body as she fingered herself and watched Henri's face approach climax.

**

"It's time... gather Jarick and let's get paid," the captain said.

The three men pulled their hooded tunics over their heads and headed out into the storm to kill Henri and steal his gold. When they arrived at the stables, the storm was so loud on the roof that Henri and the women did not hear the door open. It wasn't just the storm that occupied them. They all were in the midst of great pleasure and unaware of danger.

"Wasn't he alone?" Jarick asked, seeing three new horses in the stable.

"He was... I don't think our guest has been entirely forthcoming."

"Should we get reinforcements before we continue," Raspin asked?"

"Let's check it out first," Captain Bristen said.

It didn't take very long before the three men heard the moaning and cries of three people engaged in sexual activities. As they climbed the stairs to the loft and peeked around the hay stalls, they saw the single lantern, and Henri pounding away at Heather with Arianna on her back with three fingers stuffed in her ass.

"We've hit the mother lode, boys. It's not every day we get paid and laid," Bristen said, chuckling. Club the man over the head, Raspin... Jarick and I will handle the women.

**

Henri was on the verge of a massive orgasm. Heather's ass was gripping his cock tight with a constant vise like grip, causing his balls to rise in preparation for his orgasm. He was at the point of no return when the blow to the head knocked him out cold, making him fall forward onto Heather, his hard cock spewing forth into her bowels with abandon. Unfortunately, he would have no memory of the climax.

Heather screamed, making Arianna's eyes shoot open just in time to find a large man falling on her naked body and pinning her to the ground. She struggled with futility against his strength and weight. Henri was yanked off Heather; his hard cock pulled with him dripped white semen as a bearded man tossed his body onto the hay behind him. Warm gooey effluent oozed out of her open anus as two men looked down at her with lust on their faces.

"Well, look what we have here. Two splendid creatures have come to pay us a visit," Captain Bristen said.

Neither woman spoke. The abrupt change from intense pleasure to utter fear had them speechless, both breathing hard from orgasmic labors and now horror.

"Nothing to say? Well, isn't that a change... silent women. Even better."

Heather took her eyes off the two men standing over her and looked down at Henri. She could see his chest moving. He lived but was unconscious, a heavy flow of bright red blood seeping from his head wound.

"Worried about your lover there? You won't have to worry about him long... he'll be dead soon. Raspin, slit his throat."

"No! Heather screamed. Don't kill him... we'll do whatever you ask willingly, just don't kill him," she pleaded, rising up to a sitting position.

"You'll do whatever we ask either way," Bristen said.

"As you say, but we can make saving his life much more enjoyable. You have no idea who we are?" Arianna said, from under the large man holding her down.

"What do you mean? Who are you?" The bearded leader asked.

"We are daughters of Mentula," Heather said proudly. "Have you heard of us?"

The three men looked at each other, recognition on all their faces. "We have heard of the Daughters but why would two daughters of Mentula be with this man? You lie to save him."

"We do not lie. We shall prove it to you," Heather said moving to a kneeling position.

She reached for the apparent leader, cupping the bulge in his trousers with her hand and finding his cock slightly aroused already. The man, holding Arianna down, moved off of her and stood up as well, letting her up onto her knees. She went for his cock as well. The men were very curious now. They would not expect a naked woman, who had just been confronted by three large men, to act this way. Heather and Arianna made quick work of the two men's pants and the third; not wanting to be left out released his own cock. Heather took him in hand as she sucked the captain's average shaft deep into her mouth. She stroked the second man while sucking the leader. Arianna was also taking the third man easily into her mouth, to the base of his cock. None of them were as endowed as Henri.

The talent of both women was quickly apparent to the men. None of them had felt anything like the pleasure growing in their bodies. Heather switched between the two cocks before her. Sucking one while stroking the other and vice versa. All three men were quickly on the verge of orgasm with very little time passing. The two women knew what to do, how to distract the men long enough to formulate some form of escape. Arianna had the best view of Henri's unconscious body with only one man in front of her. He was not moving nor would he be of much use when he did come around. They were on their own.

Heather and Arianna glanced at each other as they stroked and sucked. Nonverbal communications passed between the two Ring sisters. Timing was everything. They needed all three men to be in the grips of climatic pleasure, at the same time, for them to have any chance. They each wore belt knives, now around their ankles, and within reach of the women. A perfectly timed climax would allow them time to strike, but only if they ejaculated at the same time. Using their small magic, they loosened the straps around the knives without the men knowing.

The worst thing that could happen was for one of them to pull away before orgasm. So far all three men were content in letting their fluids spill forth; thinking they had no reason to fear and many more climaxes awaited them that night. With the straps loose and the knives slightly out of their scabbards, the women were ready to act.

Arianna watched Heather for a sign. Heather was working on two men to the one that Arianna had to worry about. As soon as Heather was ready with her two, Arianna was confident she could bring her one to orgasm at the same time or very soon after. She felt the man's cock straining for release then in her mouth, felt his tight orbs against his shaft and kept him on the verge for when Heather brought the other two men to their climax.

Heather worked both cocks to perfection, keeping them equally stimulated and knew how close they were from all the usual signs she had been taught. Glancing over to Arianna, she nodded her head with the captain's cock stuffed deep. Arianna knew the time had come and took her man over the edge just as both of Heather's cocks exploded. As the men, cried out in pleasure, spraying their seed all over the two women, Heather and Arianna acted, lifting the belt knives into the air as quickly as they could. Both of them took the knives and cut deep into the femoral artery of the man before them, being sprayed with blood as well as semen in the process. Together they cut the third man's arteries in both legs, before the first two fell. All three men screamed in pain, falling to the floor and grasping their wounded groins, cocks still oozing semen. Nothing could stop the bleeding and with their hearts racing from their climatic eruptions, they bled out in less than a minute; the storm outside concealing their screams for help.  

**

Serena was having the dream again; the sweetest dream imaginable. Henri was sharing her bed, pleasuring her in ways only he could. She was in the grips of a powerful orgasm, screaming with pleasure when her own screams awoke her. Sweat covered her flesh, causing her thin silk night clothes to stick to her flushed body. Her nipples were erect, pulling on the sheer material as she shuttered in the darkness. She could feel the wetness between her legs, could feel her arousal as her sex pulsed from the dream, almost as if Henri had just removed his large member from her body.

The door to her room opened suddenly, Yvonne coming in quickly. "Are you okay, Serena... you screamed out?"

"It was just a dream, sister. I'm well."

"A dream? It must have been terrible... the scream sounded frightening."

"No, not terrible. On the contrary it was wonderful."

"Oh... I see. That kind of dream. With Henri?" Yvonne asked, sitting on the edge of the large feather bed.

"Yes, he was making love to me and in my ecstasy I woke myself up."

"That will teach you to scream during orgasm," Yvonne said, giggling.

"Yes, well I couldn't help it... it was a dream after all," Serena said, sitting up.

"It must have been some dream, you are drenched and stimulated," Yvonne said, seeing her sister's nipples taunt and her gown clinging to her.

"It was... I miss him so much, Yvonne. Have you considered my request?"

"Yes, and I cannot let you be my handmaiden."

"But, Yvonne!"

"Let me finish. You will remain a lady of house Granvas but I will allow you access to Henri as often as you and he sees fit. I will be queen and as far as the nation is concerned his only lover. But we can share him; we both know he is more than capable."

Serena flung her arms around her sister, pulling her close. "Thank you! This means so much to me."

"I know. Now all we need is our king to return," Yvonne said, hugging Serena.

**

Heather and Arianna, covered the dead men with hay, washed themselves off with rainwater and tended to the head injury of Henri. They were able to stitch him up before he came to.

"What happened?" he asked as his eyes focused on the two women.

"You were struck on the head by a man from the outpost. Three of them surprised us?" Heather explained.

His head throbbed, he felt nauseous but was more concerned about how they had managed with the three men, since it was apparent they were gone and none of them were captive. It was still storming outside and dark, a few hours before dawn. He asked the obvious questions and the two witches explained what they had done to the men.

"We need to go now, before they are missed," Arianna said.

"Yes we do," Henri said, trying to sit up.

His head spun and he almost vomited, lying back down.

"Drink this?" Heather said, offering a cup of brownish liquid.

When he tasted it he almost wretched again, it was awful.

"It will help your head; we don't have time to spare."

Forcing the liquid down, Henri felt the effects of the brew almost instantly. The throbbing became a dull ache and his stomach settled enough for him to sit and then stand.

"We've prepared the horses... we must go," Arianna said.

Henri was able to mount his horse, his head only slightly muddled. Together the three headed north, away from the outpost in the pouring rain. 



The Master and the Ring Ch. 08



Henri and the two witches arrived at his capital city days later. He was recovering from his head injury most of the journey and during the nights was too weary for pleasure with them. He was feeling much better when he first saw his capital in the distance and began formulating a plan upon his arrival. As they neared the gates, he left the main road, needing to speak with the women before he entered.

"I need you to enter the city well after me. Once inside, inquire of lodging at The Rusted Pot Inn, the guards should know of it and give you directions. Procure lodging there and I will come to you when I am able."

"The Rusted Pot? This does not sound worthy of daughters of Mentula," Arianna said.

"You are not daughters of Mentula anymore, besides, despite the name it is a fine inn. Wait for me there, I will come as soon as I have secured my throne and talked with certain individuals."

"Certain 'ladies'," Heather stated with emphasis on the ladies.

"Yes, if you must know. I do not know what I will tell them, not as of yet."

"You'll think of something, my lord... we will do as you ask and eagerly await your coming," Heather said.

He left them and rode into the city alone to the delight of most but some who wished him dead set plan into motion as word arrived that the king had returned.

**

News traveled quickly. Yvonne and Serena got word Henri was in the capital the very hour he had arrived. Serena wanted to go to him but the older, wiser sister calmed the younger and bade her patience.

"He will call on us or he will request our presence at the palace. We must be ready," Yvonne said.

"Now that he is here I can scarcely contain my impatience," Serena said, pacing back and forth in their families large sitting room.

"You must. I'm afraid he will be occupied with business, possible for a few days before we hear from him."

"Do you really think so? Won't he be eager to see us?" Serena asked.

"I'm sure he will, but he is king, sister... as much as he would like to come to us he is duty bound to country and custom," Yvonne stated.

"I can't see Henri bound to custom, I can't see him as past kings at all."

"That is because you have seen him naked, sister, and it is all you can think about," Yvonne said, giggling.

"Perhaps," Serena smiled, "I hope you are wrong and he breaks customs and visits us tonight."

"How scandalous, my sister," Yvonne said, suppressing her smile.

"Yes, how very... you know you wish the same," Serena said, grinning.

**

Upon his return, Henri did not immediately go to the palace; instead, he rode to see General Sharis, a man he trusted. He knew the guards at the gate would quickly pass word of his return throughout the city. He needed to talk with Sharis and grow accustomed to the politics and mood of the country.

"I did not expect you to return in this form, my king. Are the rumors true? Is the power you possessed gone?" Sharis asked him once they were alone.

"Yes, the evil had to be destroyed," Henri responded.

"Evil? I did not see evil in you, only power and a sense of honor and duty to your country."

"Power of this magnitude can have a corrupting effect, my friend... it had to be destroyed."

"'It', you speak of the power as something tangible."

"You may have seen it during our battles. The Ring around my manhood? This was the source of my power and it has been destroyed."

"I see," Sharis said, looking concerned and walking around a large square table with several maps and parchments upon it.

"Is there something the matter, general?"

"Yes, I'm afraid there is, and on more than one front. Rumors abound, my king... rumors of the Ring you have just confirmed and rumors of your power being removed. This presents several problems for us."

"Go on."

"As you know, in your absence several families have bitterly waged a war of words that almost came to actual war over who should sit on the throne. The only reason there was a respite in the storm was because you sent word of your survival. We all assumed you held the power you once possessed and thereby no one dared question your authority. Now that the rumors are true and the power is no more your very life is in danger. House Granvas and Lord Byron have undoubtedly learned of your apparent lack of power and possibly have seen to your undoing already. Not to mention your own house conspiring against you."

"My own house and House Granvas?" Henri asked.

"Yes, the two were the foremost in contending for the throne. Your cousins and house were pitted on the battlefield against them."

Henri smiled.

"What is humorous, my lord? What are you not telling me?"

"The Lady Yvonne, which I gave you the letter to give to; she is of House Granvas. I wish her to be my queen. This will merge our two families."

"That is all well and good, my king... if you actually survive long enough to wed. Even then I fear you have many enemies, the like of which I have just scratched the surface. If you wed Lady Yvonne and bring your two houses together in peace, there is still the threat from outside."

"Meaning other countries?"

"Yes, when they learn 'the Master' for lack of a better description, is no longer king we will be attacked possibly the same hour. We suffered too much loss trying to defend against the other Master months past. We, I'm afraid, could not gather a sufficient army to defend ourselves again. Without the power this Ring possessed, we will unavoidably be defeated."

"How long could we hold out, General?" Henri asked.

"That depends on who and how many attack, my king."

"But we vanquished the old Master's forces and country; surely they are worse off than we?"

"Yes, they are not who concerns me. It is our southern border, Garigasia of where you have returned. The letter Lady Yvonne read to me spoke of a treaty you went to procure. I have a feeling this was not entirely accurate."

Henri looked away from the big general's eyes, giving his deception away. "Yes, you are correct, general. I did not travel there to make treaty with them, but to find the source of the power I wielded."

"And in so doing have destroyed it," General Sharis said, shaking his head. "If the source was in Garigasia and you have destroyed the source, shouldn't we expect retaliation?"

"I do not know... I don't think so. The source was not with the rulers of Garigasia but with the Daughters of Mentula."

"Daughters of Mentula? The women who worshiped the Master? How is this possible?"

"It is a long story but know this. Four witches formed the Ring for a terrible purpose and used the Daughters as things of naught for selfish desires. They were the source and I destroyed them when I destroyed the Ring."

The general placed his two large hands on the table in front of him, bent his head and said, "I fear the loss of which, will be our destruction as well."

**

Lord Byron was thrusting his cock repeatedly into the young maid before him, when the knock sounded on the door. He ignored it, he was approaching climax and for a man of his age did not want to start again, he worried his cock would lose its arousal. The young maid was new, and this was his first time with her, increasing his pleasure and stimulation. She was quite beautiful, for a commoner, with large almond eyes, hair of gold and the tight young body he had come to crave over women nearer his age. Her small breasts were round and perky, wonderful to look upon as she laid on her back with him on his knees, thrusting vigorously into her tight sex. She made small sounds, with each penetration. He knew not if they were of pain or pleasure, nor did he care.

He recognized whoever had interrupted him would not enter until he called for them to do so. Continuing, he increased his speed and depth, driving the entire length he could muster into the young maiden until even her small breasts were wholly moving on her chest from the force. Sweat dripped from his balding head, cascading down upon the lovely tight stomach of the maiden, her legs spread and in his hands. The sweet pleasure increased and peaked as the knock sounded again. Holding himself deep, Lord Byron erupted, filling the young woman's womb with his seed. The pleasure was very satisfying and he felt his cock convulse several times, ejaculating his potent seed forth. She would not be the first maid he had impregnated or the last if a child is the result, but this did not matter to him. Many have been sent away to have their bastard child from an unknown father. He had no idea how many children he actually had. The two sons from his proper wife were all that mattered to him.

Pulling his spent cock from the maid's body, he stood off the bed, told her to leave and clothed himself with a robe. Once the maid was gone out the back, he called to the person outside his door.

"My lord, urgent news... the king has returned," a servant said, after entering.

"Has he? Very well, send for my sons... I want them here immediately."

"As you wish," the squirrely servant said, turning quickly to leave.

**

The Rusted Pot was nicer than both Arianna and Heather expected. That wasn't to say they didn't get ogled and cat called by the men in the common room, but that was predictable. The inn owner, a tall grey haired older man, took their money and showed them to a single room with two beds one floor above the large room where meals were served, music played and men drank, hassling the pretty bar maids and any other woman who happened in.

Heather sat down on her bed with her small sack of belongings. "I expect we shall just wait here now, or do you want to look around the city?" she asked Arianna.

"It is almost sun down; we should eat and stay in for the night. I don't imagine Henri coming to collect us for some time, possibly days."

"I'm of the same opinion, but he will come, this I know. He is the most honorable man I have ever known. He spared my life as the Master, when I tried to accept Mentula into my body and was unable. I cannot know what resistance that must have taken but if he could do that in possession of the Ring he is a man of unsurpassed integrity and fortitude."

"I know. You do not need to convince me, sister. He also spared my life, we have much in common."

"Yes, we both crave him. It is our training that enhances our desires for him and willingness to please him at all cost. We shall keep him very happy and find good lives, even if they are not what we once wanted."

"It is well for us to live and please then to have died. Do you think he will have trouble convincing the two ladies he spoke of in accepting us?" Arianna asked.

"Of course, they are women after all... you know how jealous we can be."

"If anyone can do it, Henri can."

**

It was night before Henri left General Sharis. He had come home to a plethora of problems; the chief among them was the threat on his very life. He did not dare go to the palace, knowing full well his enemies would expect that. Sharis more or less told him he couldn't even trust the palace guards or anyone for that matter. Henri asked him what he could do and the only suggestion the general had was to have not destroyed the ring. Short of that, it didn't look likely he would survive a week. Henri had only one option, and he didn't even know if it was possible.

Leaving his horse, he took his pack and headed toward the Rusted Pot, keeping to the alleyways and paths he knew well from his time before becoming king. The inn was one of his favorite places to visit. The bar maids were the prettiest and most of them knew Henri very well. He also knew a way into the inn that didn't involve the front door. He thought about going to Yvonne and Serena but they could not help him with what he needed most. Staying alive was paramount.

Gaining access to the kitchen from the back of the inn, Henri used the back stairs to reach the second floor where the guest rooms were. He was spotted by a maid he had had relations with several times before he had checked a single room.

"Henri? Is that you?" Mary asked.

"Yes, it is me."

"What are you doing here? Are you not the king?"

"I am, but I don't know for how long with my enemies about. I need your help, Mary."

"What can I do, my king?" she asked, bowing.

"Two women came to this inn earlier in the day for lodging. Do you know of whom I speak?"

"Yes, they attracted much attention from the men; very beautiful and exotic."

"Yes, that is them. Of which room did they procure?" he asked.

"I will show you?" she said, leading him down the darkened hallway with a candle.

Mary knocked softly on the door she led Henri to and it was opened soon after with Heather at the door and Arianna standing behind her. They both saw Henri at the same time and he saw the surprise and excitement on their faces.

"Thank you, Mary; I trust you can keep my presence here a secret? I'll make it up to you."

"Anything for you, my king and I have just the thing you can do to show your gratitude," she said, placing her hand on his strong chest and kissing his cheek.

She left him and he walked into the room with the witches.

"We know now why you picked this inn," Heather said.

"Yes... before I was king I frequented this place."

"We did not expect you so soon," Arianna added. "Are we already going to the palace to serve you?"

"Not yet, there are complications and I need your assistance with something," he said walking to one of the beds and placing his pack onto it.

He began rummaging through it and to the surprise of both women, pulled out the large leather bound spell book he had taken from the temple of Mentula.

"I thought you destroyed that," Heather said.

"I was going to but now I'm glad I did not. I've discovered that without the Ring and the power it gives me I'm a dead man. I have too many enemies from within in and armies without. I need you two to find a way to fix the ring and restore its power or all is lost."

Both women were stunned. Both had accepted the fact that they would never again take the path toward the Mothers. It was once their life and only goal. Having come to terms, in not gaining the power they sought, wasn't easy to cope with. Now Henri was asking them to take it up again.

"We cannot! It feeds on the life of innocence. You know this, my lord," Arianna said.

"Only if I give into the temptations. I resisted before... I can do it again."

"We are far from strong enough to cast such a spell. We are unlearned," Heather added.

"The Mothers may have been as well and is why they needed four. I'm only asking for you to try. It is the only thing that can save my nation... save me," Henri said, holding the large book out to the women.

"We are only two, we cannot dare to possess enough power," Arianna said, shrinking away from the book.

"Please just read and learn. I must go but I will be back to see what you have discovered," he said, forcing the book into Heather's arms. 

He left them with stunned looks, Heather holding the large book stiffly in her arms afraid to move. He hoped they would acquiesce and open it because he could see no other way, short of abandoning his country, Yvonne and Serena and the witches and flee, to keep his life.

**

"You look exhausted, Serena," Yvonne said as Serena tried to keep her eyes open. "Go to bed... I don't think Henri is coming to see us tonight."

"He has to. He's been away for so long," Serena argued.

"If he comes I'll awake you."

"Do you promise? I don't care how late the hour, you must promise to awaken me."

"I will," Yvonne said, smiling at her worried sister.

Having convinced her, Yvonne watched her sister leave to her bedchamber. Yvonne sat again with her hands in her lap, wondering if Henri had forgotten her. The hour was late, but both sisters had stayed awake long after their normal time in anticipation of Henri's visit. They both believed he would surely come and see them.

Yvonne stayed several moments longer before she found herself asleep in the chair. She shook awake as her body fell to the side. She stood to retire to her own bed when Henri appeared. Forgetting all custom and manners, she ran to him, embracing him with no reservations.

"I knew you would come," she said kissing him all over his face and neck.

It was then she noticed the smell. He smelled horrendous as if he had not bathed for weeks, which was accurate. He saw the look of concern on her gorgeous face and backed away from her.

"I'm sorry I have come in such a state. I have not yet bathed or even been to the palace."

"Why not, my king?" she asked, getting back some of her lady like manners.

"I fear for my life. Reports abound, my lady... many seek my throne and I find myself alone and powerless."

"So the rumors are true. You've lost the power of the Ring."

"Yes, I was forced to destroy it to save many lives."

"I see. So what are you to do?" she asked.

"I was hoping you would be my queen and this would quell the animosity House Granvas has toward me and my house."

"Is this a proposal then, my king?" she asked, taken aback.

"Not a very proper one, my lady. I'm all out of sorts, I'm afraid. I'm exhausted, fifthly and running for my life it seems."

"Well, come with me... I will draw a bath and you shall rest. I really should awaken Serena, I told her I would if you came. Perhaps after your bath."

"I thank you, Yvonne, and I have missed you."

"I have missed you, my king," she said, holding her hand out to him and leading him to her chambers.

She left him standing in her room and she went to fetch hot water.

Several trips later, she had a steaming bath for him and he began to remove his pungent clothing. She did not turn away, but watched with eagerness as the man she loved discarded his attire and stood before her naked once again. Her heart raced, she felt her loins flutter and her sex moisten from the arousal his naked form spurred within her. His long flaccid member hung between his legs a remarkable sight and something she has yearned to see and have again. She held her hand out and led him to the warm bath. He climbed in and she sat on a stool next to the bed, lathering soap in her hands to wash him.

"You don't have to wash me, you are not my servant?" he said.

"I wish to, my lord."

She began with his chest, lathering up his strong muscles and neck, washing his arms and moving lower to his abdomen. She was not surprised when his cock rose from the soapy water and preceded fully erect before her eyes. Her hand shook in anticipation as she grasp his shaft and began lathering the exposed head and length with soap, moving under the water to find his large orbs. He moaned at her touch and her arousal increased as the sensations of his manhood in her grasp surged to her loins.

Reluctantly she let go of his throbbing shaft, washed his legs, feet and forced him to wet his hair so she could wash it before she finally was able to return to his cock.

"How much have you missed me, my lord?" she asked, softly caressing his member as the water cooled.

"More than I can say, Yvonne. I thought of you daily... I'm fortunate to even be here."

"I have so yearned for your return. I have not known another in your absence. I must have you now?" she said.

"What of Serena?" he asked, enjoying her hands.

"We will awaken her after. She will want you as well and I must tell you of the agreement I have made with her. But not now," she said standing up.

She began removing her clothing and soon stood naked before her king, her love. She saw the pleasure on his face; saw his manhood surging with the blood of his arousal. He had missed her. Holding her hand out, Henri stood, stepping out of the grey water and took her in his arms. She did not mind the wet man's flesh; she only felt heat between them and an overwhelming desire to join with him. Suddenly he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the large feather bed, adorned with tall posts on each corner. She gasped with pleasure as he fell on top of her naked body and their flesh met again. His large shaft pinned between their bodies.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 08



They kissed powerfully, hands exploring, desire rising until neither could stand the anticipation for the sweet bliss of penetration. Both cried out in ecstasy as Henri's massive shaft spread her sex open, descending deep into her body. Words cannot describe the bliss Yvonne felt as the man she loved with all her body and soul was again within her. How she had missed his width and length, his touch and heat. She never wanted to be without him again. They stared in to each other's eyes for several moments without moving. His cock buried deep within her, as they basked in the renewed emotions and connection they shared.

His hands found her voluptuous breasts, sending electric jolts through them to her core. He began to slowly withdrawal before thrusting back into her, repeating this slow love making over and over. She felt light, almost if she was floating from the pleasure washing over her. It had been months, the longest she had ever gone without having a man since her virginity was taken. This moment was as if she was a newly taken lady, she even felt tight around his shaft and wondered if this was due to the repair the doctor had to perform after the Master violated her. She contemplated this as Henri continued making love to her, gently driving his cock in deep and fondling her aroused breasts. As she pondered her new tightness, her mind turned to the forbidden act and she questioned whether she would be able to take him in this manner after her injury.

They kissed, touched and Henri kept a steady rhythm of thrusts into her body. Time passed in sweet bliss but the thought would not leave her mind even as she climaxed. She needed to know if all the preparation he had labored to perform was for naught. She knew Serena would still be able to accept his width with ease and she did not want this to be something she could not give him as his wife. Even in fear and trepidations she spoke.

"Take me as if you were preparing me for the Master... I desire to feel you inside my forbidden orifice."

Henri froze as she spoke these words. He was seconds away from his own blissful release. He looked into her eyes and she smiled and nodded for him to do as she asked. He must have perceived why because he looked concerned and spoke.

"Are you sure, what of your injury? What if I harm you again?"

"This is why I must try. I must know if I can please you in this manner after all the time we spent in preparation."

"There is no need; the Master is not to have you again."

"I know... I confess I felt great pleasure in the forbidden act. I know you did as well. I wish to know if I am able to feel this again."

"If you wish, my love."

He sat back on his knees, his wet, throbbing member coming free of her sex. She was well prepared for him, having sufficient secretions running to her puckered orifice as well as coating his extensive shaft. He ran his finger down her sex, inserting his digit into her hot tunnel before proceeding lower. He prodded her tight ring, gently circling, and spreading her creamy juices around before trying to penetrate her. His finger easily entered her. She had not forgotten what she had learned and her muscles obeyed her as if she was never injured. He added another finger, moving in and out slowly before gaining speed and simulating rather rapid thrusts. She felt wonderful, nothing but pleasure returned from his digits and she was confident she would have no ill effects from the Master's violation.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yes! Take me now," she breathed in flushed anticipation.

Positioning himself close to her body, Henri took hold of his ragging cock, bending it down with much force, until the purple bulbous head was at the entrance to her slightly opened anus. She felt the heat from his blood-engorged member, felt the head make contact and the pressure begin as he moved slowly forward. She remembered her preparations and opened to him as he moved on. She was tighter than she remembered and she felt a strange tug on the upper part of her snug ring where the flesh had been sown back in place, but it was nothing to concern her. His massive cock slid into her easily enough and she gasped in pleasure as he filled her with the pleasure she had hoped for. He descended into her depths, fully buried to his orbs, holding himself there as they gazed upon one another.

"You seem to have healed well," he said.

"Yes, it is wonderful... my worries were unfounded," she said in return.

"I'm happy of this."

He began to slide himself from her body, the sensation of emptiness was soon replaced by his width as Henri thrust himself deep once again. He again took hold of her breasts, something he never did enough of during the days in captivity. His hands felt like heaven upon them, increasing her emotional bond she had. She held her own legs, bent and wide by the knees. His thrusts became faster, his breathing increased and she saw the familiar look on his face as he approached his climax. She had grown fond and aware of his sounds and signs of nearing his peak. She was well acquainted with his body. She felt his shaft widen within her as he continued to thrust his wonderful manhood deep within her bowels. With Serena missing, she did not expect him to withdraw upon his climax, but to ejaculate deep within her.

One hand left her knee, finding her engorged clitoris. She circled it with two fingers, grinding down upon the center of her pleasure, wanting to climax as he did. Her pleasure increased exceedingly as she played with her fingers, she felt her juices flowing out of her sex to meet his moving shaft, keeping the friction between her forbidden orifice and his shaft perfect. He was nearing the end; she worked faster on her clitoris and hurried to meet his eruption with her own.

His grip increased on her breasts, his breathing was labored and he thrust hard and fast until suddenly he held himself deep within her and she felt his cock expand in its ejaculating convulsions, spewing his seed into her depths. She was at her peak a second later. Her climax overwhelmed her, clenching her muscles and convulsing in a rhythmic cadence. She felt her tight anal muscles involuntarily grip his shaft, constricting without her control. They both called out in ecstasy as they climaxed together until Henri fell onto her, both panting for air.

**

"Is it done?" Lord Byron asked as his sons returned.

"No, my lord," the eldest said.

"No! Why not!?" Byron bellowed.

"The king has disappeared. He never arrived at the palace; no one has seen him since he entered the city."

"Someone has warned him... he hides like a rat!"

"What do you want us to do?" the younger son asked.

"Keep vigilant, have the assassins watching and listening for signs of him. We'll find him. The people will demand their king, and when he appears he will die."

**

Heather and Arianna remained awake late into the night reading the text of the Mothers. Hundreds of spells collected over centuries existed in the large book. They read things they never imagined possible before, things they had never dreamed of, as they became daughters of Mentula. They both shook with excitement and nervousness as the large pages turned in their fingers. In time, they found the spell they were looking for: 'Immortality'. This was the spell that had created the ring and bound it to the four smaller the Mother's had worn. Lust and desire fueled the bond. Pleasure and power beyond anything they had fathomed awaited them if they were successful. It was the greatest spell the Mothers had ever cast.

"He does not comprehend what he is asking?" Heather said, after finishing the reading.

"No, I don't think we do either. He only wishes to save his life and knows no other way," Arianna added.

"The Ring controls the Master. The men were meant to be expendable. The change in his form will eventually kill him. The immortality was only for the Mothers," Heather said.

"Yes, they used them and us. We have to tell him."

"No... We must do as he asks for now. Once all is well and he has control we will discuss the dangers."

"If we proceed we need two more."

"Yes, but whom?"

**

Henri's cock eased its climatic contractions before Yvonne's climax had ended. He could feel her body squeezing his shaft as she continued to convulse beneath him. The pleasure of his climax was great, enhance by his love for this woman and the days he had gone without ejaculation. He waited until her body relaxed under him before moving.

"Oh, Henri, my king... I love thee immeasurably," she said holding him tight to her body with his cock still deep within her.

"And I thee," he returned.

"Should we announce our engagement?"

"Yes, we must. This may ease the contention among the houses. Give them something else to ponder on."

"I so desire to be your queen. I knew you would return and propose."

"You were correct, my lady. But what of Serena?"

"She loves you greatly. We have discussed what must be done. She has accepted the reality that I shall be your queen as I am the eldest. She wishes to be with you so much she was willing to become my handmaid and servant to have access to you."

"What did you say to her?" Henri asked in shock.

"I was surprised as you are now. Once I gathered my thoughts I told her she could never be my handmaiden or servant but remain a lady of House Granvas."

Henri could feel his spent penis shrinking inside Yvonne's ass. Her natural muscles pushing him from her body as his shaft softened. He moved back, removing himself from her and listened to the agreement the sisters had made concerning him.

"I told her I would share you, as we did before. She is to have access to you when she wishes and you to her."

"I'm sure this was not an easy decision to make," Henri said.

"No, but she loves you. I could not deny her. What say you of this arrangement?" Yvonne asked.

"You are an amazing woman, Yvonne. I don't know another woman who would be willing to do this. I will accept her as a second wife as if she were married to me as well, if it is what you want."

"It is, and she will be most pleased. I should wake her now and tell her," she said.

Henri let her up and she used the bedpan before donning a robe.

"What should I put on?" Henri asked.

"Definitely not those dirty clothes, they should be burned. I think my mother kept some of my father's things after he died. I will find you something."

Henri washed his cock off in the cold bathwater and then waited on the bed until Yvonne returned with a very fine robe, which he put on.

"I will wake Serena now."

Not long after, the door burst open and Serena ran toward Henri with all the glee and jubilance she had. She practically jumped into his arms as he stood from the bed.

"I knew you would come... I told Yvonne it would be so!" she called out, kissing Henri and hugging him.

"It is good to see you, my lady," Henri said as they embraced.

"Yvonne tells me you've had a bath and have proposed!"

"Yes, and she has told me of your arrangement."

"And have you accepted it?" Serena asked.

"Yes, as if you were my wife as well."

Serena squealed like a little girl upon hearing this and renewed her embrace and kisses. "I have dreamed about you almost every night since I watched you revenge our nation with the Ring. I have prayed to the ancients for your safe return."

"I have returned safe, my lady but my life is in danger as of yet. My marriage to your sister will hopefully quell some of the danger and animosity but we are in peril as a country from others."

"We can discuss this later. I have so yearned for your return, my king... my very essence and soul desires to be with you as we have before. I am not ashamed to say at this very moment my body is aroused and stimulated in desires," she said, kissing him and pushing him backward until he fell on Yvonne's bed.

His robe was soon opened and Serena clawed at his chest and body, kissing his neck, chest and working her way down his body to his growing cock. She took hold of it with such force her grip was bordering on painful. This was soon overlooked as the young woman opened her mouth and descended onto his cock. He was grateful he had washed himself in the cold tub before Yvonne returned with the robe.

Hot, wet velvet encapsulated his head, working its way down his shaft until Serena had half of his long member in her mouth, sucking intensely on the head as she withdrew. He looked up at Yvonne who was watching and grinning. She mouthed the words, "I told you." He only nodded and dropped his head back on the bed as the sucking and oral delight continued.

The young woman was voracious, sucking and stroking his cock as if her life depended on it. If he hadn't had just climaxed with Yvonne he would have in Serena's mouth. But with his pent up load expelled, he was able to lay back and enjoy the intense sensations of Serena's talented mouth and hands. She soon ended her oral pleasures and began removing her bedclothes in a rush to have him. She straddled him once naked, prepared to take him from on top. He could see she had maintained her personal grooming, as her sex was smooth and glistening with her arousal. He didn't know what to expect. Would she take him in the proper way or the forbidden? After he had taken her virginity they never again enjoyed this pleasure, focusing on preparation and the Master's coming.

Her desires became apparent when she began fingering her sex and lubricating her forbidden hole as if she was still in captivity. He kept quiet, letting her stay in control. If this was what she desired he would not question it. When she was sufficiently prepared, she rose up high on her knees, grabbed his throbbing shaft behind her and pulled him vertical. Easing down onto his bulbous head, she easily opened and took his wide cock into her bowels as if he had never left.

Ecstasy enthralled his cock from head to balls. Her tight ass gripped the whole of his length as she descended onto him. She moaned in pleasure, grabbed both of her breasts and squeezed them as her bottom made contact with his body in full penetration. She looked amazing, her young tight body aroused and stimulated, her dark hair braided for sleeping. She began moving up and down his extensive length almost as aggressively as she had sucked him. She continued to fondle her own breasts so Henri went for her young, tight sex and stimulated clitoris. She screamed in rapture as he fingered her and ran his thumb up and over her nub several times, as she rode him.

She had not lost any of her preparations, taking him fast and deep as if no time had passed from the day the Master had arrived. He knew she would desire his semen in her mouth, probably had been craving it as much as what she was doing then. Henri watched this young beauty work his shaft in and out of her body with much enjoyment. He knew what she wanted and he was most willing to help her. Suddenly Yvonne appeared at the bedside and sat down on the edge next to them. She placed her hand on Henri's chest and together they watched Serena labor in her goal.

All the anticipation and time she had waited, made her climax burst forth quickly. He knew she was in the grips of a powerful orgasm when he felt her body constrict and clench upon his cock. She suppressed her scream of ecstasy and then began laughing as if she had done something humorous. Yvonne was giggling as well. Henri meant to ask them why but he was overcome with pleasure as Serena's constricting ass, milked his cock with exquisite perfection.

"You stopped yourself from screaming," Yvonne said laughing.

"I know... I didn't want to wake myself if this was a dream," Serena giggled back.

"This is not a dream, sister. Henri is here... enjoy him."

"Oh, I am, sister... I most assuredly am," Serena said, as she continued to climax and ride Henri, making up for lost time.

Pleasure was increasing in Henri's shaft. Even having ejaculated not long before, Serena's aggressive movements and convulsing ass were doing wonders to his cock. His fingers were coated with her secretions and as she would rise off him, he lathered his shaft with them. His large orbs grew tight among his firm shaft as he began to near climax. Serena continued to rapidly move up and down, building her pleasure up once again. He watched her pinch her nipples, tugging them away from her exquisite breasts before fondling them with her palms. A light sheen of perspiration appeared on the beautiful young woman in her efforts and Henri's pleasure increased to a heightened state.

She had to work longer and harder to gain orgasm but she did so as the night began to be called dawn. Her body gave in to the pleasure and her climax overwhelmed her this time, forcing her to fall forward onto Henri's chest, shaking and convulsing upon his almost climaxing cock. He was on the verge and almost came inside her but held out knowing she would most likely want him to supply her with his effluent in her favorite way. He rolled her over, maintaining his penetration into her tight ass and sat back onto his knees, lifting her legs in the same motion.

He began to thrust into her before her climax had ended. She could not suppress her screams this time and began panting and calling out loudly in pure delight of passion. His cock expanded with in her, his pleasure peaked. He held his muscles tight, pulling out of her quivering ass and as he did, she reacted as he knew she would. Sitting up, the young Serena reached forward, taking hold of his cock and pulling him to her open mouth, just as his muscles gave in and the first torrent of semen sprayed from his purple head. She caught it perfectly in her mouth, stroking him for another and opening her mouth as wide as she could. The next burst splattered off her upper teeth and she lowered him as she stroked the next burst down across her tongue. Several more filled her mouth as she pulled him closer and sucked the remaining load in to her mouth. Releasing him with an audible pop, she swallowed the extent of his plentiful load and licked her lips for the remains.

"Oh, by the ancients I have missed that!" she called out, almost vibrating with pleasure and glee.

"It was good I remembered to withdraw upon my climax," Henri said.

"Oh yes, my lord, very well indeed. But I'm afraid I've spent you and now. Yvonne will have to wait to have you for herself."

"I can wait, sister," Yvonne said, giving Henri a half grin.

"Dawn is upon us," Henri said, falling over on the bed.

"You should sleep, you must be exhausted from your travels and now no sleep," Yvonne said. "You rest; Serena and I will take care of everything."

Henri was overcome with fatigue and was out before she had spoken the last word. 



The Master and the Ring Ch. 09



As Henri slept, the two sisters went to work quickly. Couriers rode sealed messages throughout the capital city and pigeons were release to announce the engagement of the king to Lady Yvonne of house Granvas. By midafternoon the city was abuzz with the news and as the pigeons arrived in the nearby cities and villages, the glad tidings spread throughout the country.

As Yvonne and Serena's house became noisy with activity, Henri was awakened. He had slept well past the noon hour and felt refreshed. He found himself alone in Yvonne's bed with the doors closed and locked. It would not be proper if he were to be discovered by a servant, or anyone for that matter. When he rose from the bed, he discovered fresh fruit and breads laid out on the table for him to eat and he hungrily stuffed his face, standing by the table naked. Voices could be heard outside the chamber and they became increasingly louder as they approached. He heard the key in the lock turn and quickly found and put on the robe Yvonne had supplied him with earlier.

"Oh, good, you're awake. And how was your rest?" Yvonne asked, seeing Henri just put the robe on as she closed and locked the door. She quickly went to him, putting her arms around his body.

"Wonderful, it has been a long time since I have slept in a bed such as this."

"Good. As you were sleeping, Serena and I have been busy. Our engagement has been announced. The entire city knows of it. Your whereabouts have been inquired. You must make an appearance at the palace and I must be presented to the crowds as is custom."

She kissed him, rubbing her body against his. Her breasts smashed against his hard chest and she wanted him even more now that he had returned. 

"Is it safe?" Henri asked, breaking the kiss.

"Yes, the announcement has generated safety in the form of public awareness. Crowds gather and with them added palace guards. You should be well protected," she said untying the robe and moving her hands inside to find his warm flesh.

Her hands felt wonderful on his body, running up his chest and trailing down to his abdomen and lower to his growing shaft.

"Do they know I am here?"

"No. We told them you departed after the proposal. I can supply you safe passage to the palace in one of my covered carriages. I should come with you for the official announcement," she spoke as she fell to her knees with his quickly rising shaft in both hands.

He gasp with bliss as her hot mouth opened to take his almost fully engorged head inside. She descended gradually until she had half of his long member in her mouth. Pleasure surged through him as her talents were showcased. 

"Very well. Before we go... there is something I must discuss with you and Serena."

"What is it, my king?" Yvonne said, removing his cock only long enough to speak.

"Serena must be here as well. You both need to hear this at the same time."

Yvonne did not respond. He looked down and watched her head bobbing up and down on his shaft as she felt her hands rolling his large testicles in her hands, the loose skin making it easy. Intense waves of pleasure surged through his shaft as she sucked and worked her lips tight around his head. Her tongue expertly caressed his crown and the underside of his cock, as she was deep. He had missed her technique. She did it not only well, but with the care of someone that he knew loved him.

His vision blurred as he watched her blond head move up and down below him. His legs faltered, and he had to grab hold of the bedpost for support as the sensation increased in intensity. She was holding nothing back and fully expected him to surge forth into her mouth. Already his scrotum was tight, forcing her to rub his sack, as more was impossible without hurting him. He felt his loins beginning to boil, the impending climax coming soon. His breathing increased and his heart raced in his chest.

She suddenly tilted her head and looked up at him with half his wide shaft in her mouth. Her loving eyes adored him and this set him off. His cock exploded with a force he did not expect after having both sisters the night before. The pleasure was as intense as any he could remember and he felt his cock expand as the semen surged forth into her mouth. She maintained her grip as the next contraction shook Henri's body and the semen ejected itself from his body. Moving her hands from his sack, she stroked the bottom half of his cock until he stopped convulsing and had emptied his load into her mouth. She carefully withdrew, not wasting a drop and swallowed the entire load he had deposited as he watched with open mouth.

"Serena isn't the only one that enjoys a healthy helping of you. I do as well, but I found it gave her something to look forward to in our captivity," Yvonne said, after swallowing.

"I see. I will take note of this, my lady."

"As well you should. Now what was this you needed to tell us?" she asked, licking her lips for any remains.

"Retrieve your sister and I will relay what I must." 

Henri saw the concerned look Yvonne gave him before she left to retrieve her sister. He was fully dressed by the time the two women returned and entered the chamber. Once they were seated, he began telling them everything about his trip to Garigasia and finding the Temple of Mentula. The two women sat spellbound as he relayed the events leading up to the destruction of the ring. He had made sure he mentioned both Heather and Arianna in the story by name, hoping that would ease the shock of what he needed to ask the sisters.

"After I destroyed the ring I began my journey back here but soon found I was being followed. I almost killed Heather and Arianna before I discovered it was they who pursued me."

He paused before continuing, "They are here in the city. They have requested to be my servants in the palace."

Yvonne spoke first, "Let me understand this... you brought two witches of Mentula back with you? You can't be considering honoring their request. How can you trust them?"

"They saved my life from mercenaries in no man's land. They can be trusted I assure you."

"You've had relations with them, I can see it on your face," Serena said, bluntly.

Henri's face went hot; he hesitated, giving himself away further. Yvonne stood up quickly and walked across the room. Henri stayed silent, allowing her time to process this new revelation. Serena stared at Henri, more glaring than staring.

"I want to meet them," Yvonne suddenly said as she turned to face Henri. "If they are to be servants in the palace, I as queen must approve of them."

"I intended for you to meet them, I told them both I had to discuss it with you first. They are staying at The Rusted Pot. We can stop in before the palace if you wish," Henri said.

"Are they beautiful? They must be if they are daughters of Mentula. Do you care for them?" Serena asked.

"I cannot lie... I do care for them. But no more than I do you?"

"And no less?" Serena inquired.

"Serena! King Henri has been through a horrendous ordeal. He owes these women his life and we owe Henri ours. You shall not ask such thing of him," Yvonne interrupted.

"I apologize, my king... I forgot my place," Serena said, bowing her head.

"No need. You are fully justified in your inquires, Serena. We have all been through much together; you and your sister with me, Heather and Arianna with me also. I feel a bond between all four of you. I hope you can become friends with them. But you should meet them first."

"I'll have the carriage prepared," Yvonne said, leaving the room.

**

"Engaged! How does Yvonne even know this imposter?" Lord Byron bellowed, holding the message.

"During the occupation, my lord. She and Serena, the youngest daughter, became close. We know no more than this," the squirrely servant responded.

"My dead sister's daughter to be queen! Quite a turn of events. Leave us," Lord Byron said.

The servant left, leaving Lord Byron with his two eldest sons and one hidden housemaid.

"Do you still want him killed?" the eldest asked.

"Yes, but not until after the wedding. With her on the throne as his queen, House Granvas' take over will be that much simpler. Call off the assassins until further notice. Let Yvonne marry this fake king. Let him have his make belief kingdom and let him become comfortable. Men are easy to kill when they are happy.

"As you wish, Father."

Both sons left his chambers and the new housemaid, hiding behind some curtains, returned to his side. She was half-naked, her dressed pulled down around her small waste reveling her firm young breasts.

"Good news, my lord?" she asked.

"Time will tell, my dear. Now back on your knees and bring life back to my cock."

She smiled and obeyed, falling to her knees in front of Lord Byron who sat in a plush red velvet chair as she took to her knees. She found his old limp cock, still slightly wet from her mouth just a few moments ago before they were interrupted with urgent news. Grasping it, she lifted the noodle, slowly stroking it before sucking the soft flesh into her warm mouth. Lord Byron moaned, the warmth of her mouth on his cold wet cock was exhilarating and he sat back in the chair and closed his eyes.

The maid sucked his flaccid shaft and fondled his saggy testicles. In time, she felt his shaft begin to plump in her mouth. A young man would have already ejaculated in the time she had just spent bringing the lord to erect. Her mouth and lips were tired but she had managed to bring him to full attention and once he was sufficiently hard he ordered her to the bed, which she was grateful for. Her knees and mouth were aching.

"On your knees, facing away from me," he commanded.

She did so with her dress still covering her bottom half. Byron came up behind her, lifted her dress and smacked her firm behind with his right hand. It smarted and she called out in surprise.

"You have a right fine ass, my dear. I think it is time to introduce it to my cock."

"What do you mean, my lord? We have already been introduced?"

"This has," he said forcing two fingers into her wet sex and shoving them deep. "I was speaking of your anus," he said, bending down and licking her forbidden hole.

The maid called out in alarm as she felt his hot wet tongue lather up her rosebud and she tried to pull away. "No, my lord! This is forbidden, it is unlawful!"

He grabbed her hips and pulled her back to him. "There are no laws, we have no king. No real king," he said, pulling her ass apart and forcing his tongue into her anus.

"Oh... my... Lord Byron, please do not... ohh... my."

"Yes, it is not as bad as you would have supposed," he said, removing his face long enough to speak.

The housemaid was confused about the sensations rushing through her body as Lord Byron continued to insert his tongue as deep as he could into her forbidden hole. Her heart was racing and the naughtiness excited her beyond her common sense. When he inserted his longest finger, her ass spontaneously clenched and pinched tight around his shaft.

"Just relax my dear. It will only hurt worse if your fight it."

She felt a tightness pull as he moved his finger deeper into her and she tried to relax but her breathing was in such gasps it was difficult to even breathe. She felt her muscles convulsing around his finger and she strained to stop them from clenching. She felt another finger begin to probe around the tight connection between her body and his hand. He was going to add another and she feared it would be too much for her.

"No more, my lord... it won't fit."

"It will, you will make it fit, for my cock is wider still."

**

The covered carriage hid Henri well as Yvonne and Serena rode with him to The Rusted Pot. There were only a few people loitering outside when they arrived and quickly went inside. Mary, the barmaid, caught Henri's eye as he walked into the common room. She smiled at him and he nodded slightly back, heading to the stairs to the upper rooms. Henri knocked on Heather and Arianna's door as the sisters stood behind him. Heather answered with a serious expression on her face, which darkened when she saw the two women behind Henri.

"You brought them here?" she asked.

"Yes, they wanted to meet you. Can we come inside?"

Heather simply opened the door wider and stepped aside allowing Henri and the ladies of House Granvas to enter. No one noticed Mary walking slowly toward them as Heather closed the door.

"May I introduce Lady Yvonne and Lady Serena of House Granvas? Yvonne has accepted my proposal of marriage to be my queen."

Arianna stood and tried an awkward curtsey. Heather's was nothing more than a slight bend of the knees.

"This is Heather and Arianna, former daughters of Mentula. I have already told Yvonne and Serena of you desires to serve at the palace. They wanted to meet you and..."

"And thank you for saving the king's life," Yvonne interrupted, walking forward to grasp Heather's hand and then Arianna's. 

Serena quickly followed her sister's lead and did the same, smiling at the two stunning women before standing awkwardly next to Henri. He didn't know what to expect. So far, the introductions had gone well and he was hopeful Yvonne would be as understanding as she seemed.

"We have heard much about you from Henri. He speaks very highly of you both," Heather said.

"He has also told us much about you, the rings and your desires to serve him now that the Master and the Ring has been destroyed," Yvonne countered.

This made both Heather and Arianna quickly look at Henri, who shook his head slightly as to tell them not to mention his desires to fix the Ring.

"Yes, now that Mentula is no more we wish to serve Henri as king. We have nowhere else to go or purpose now," Heather said.

"It must be difficult, after pledging your lives to the order?" Serena asked.

"Yes, but we are adjusting. Henri opened our eyes to the truth," Arianna spoke.

"I'm guessing you do not have much experience in service," Yvonne continued.

"No, my lady, but we are quick learners. We will serve him faithfully and fulfill any request the king desires," Heather said.

"Ah, and there it is... the truth... finally," Yvonne sniped.

The tension multiplied exponentially at this statement from Yvonne. She continued without missing a beat. "Do you think me a fool? I know your true desires. You wish to have my Henri for yourselves, to lie with him and worship him as the last Master. He has already divulged he has lain with you both; do not try to deny what I and my sister know."

"Yvonne!" Henri began.

"No... she is right, my king," Heather cut him off. "We do not deny our desires for him. What you do not understand is what we can give him. I'm sure you have heard of the stories. How practiced the Daughters of Mentula are. These stories are true. Your fear is justified, Lady Yvonne. We can give him pleasure beyond his utter most fantasies. Do things to him you cannot comprehend."

Yvonne moved forward as if to strike Heather but Henri stepped quicker and got between the two women. "Now let's be civil, ladies. I hoped you all would come to an agreement on your own but now I see that was a vain imagination of mine. I see that four women will never come to an agreement unless they are focused on one common goal."

"What are you saying, Henri?" Yvonne asked.

"I have not told you and Serena everything, but I see that I have to now. I cannot protect all of you, myself, the nation, without the power of the Ring. The war has weakened our nation to the point we would be unable to repel an attack from Garigasia or anyone for that matter. I as king am responsible for the safety of this nation. I cannot protect myself let alone fight an invasion without the Ring."

"I don't like where this is going, Henri," Yvonne said.

"There is no other choice, Yvonne. I've asked Heather and Arianna to repair the Ring with their power," he said and Yvonne immediately started to argue.

"Just listen! There were four Mothers, four rings linked to the one. There are four of you."

Yvonne's mouth dropped open and Serena gasped audibly as they both began to comprehend what he was saying. Heather smiled and looked at Arianna. "There is one large problem, my king. They are not daughters of Mentula... they are not witches."

"Could they not learn? Or does one have to be born with the gift?" Henri asked.

He saw the look pass between Arianna and Heather. There was silence and finally Arianna spoke.

"You must tell him the truth or I will."

"What truth?" Henri asked.

"The Ring controls the Master," Heather said.

"The Mother's said that before. What of it? I fought it before."

"The power was meant for them, not the bearer of the Ring. Its power will destroy you, not preserve you as it did the Mothers. Eventually you will die with continued use."

"I'll be dead sooner if we do nothing. There is no other way, Heather... just tell me if it can be done!" Henri shouted.

Arianna pushed forward between Heather and Henri. "Every woman has the spark of magic, some nurture that spark some do not even feel it. Your ladies, Yvonne and Serena both hold a large amount of that spark but as they have been born here, they would not recognize nor need to nurture it. Heather and I felt it when we grasp their hands this day. Heather would hide it from you. This spark is what fed the Ring and the mothers. Every woman Mentula had, extinguished that spark and took it for the mothers to be renewed. "

Both Serena and Yvonne took a step back, huddling together, afraid to speak. 

"It can be done but you do not know what you ask?" Heather warned, glaring at Arianna. "I only hide things from my king to protect him."

"I don't care what is required it must be repaired," Henri said again.

"You will care, my king... for the ring to be anew a soul has to be lost and I'm not speaking of yours. A spark must be quenched!" Heather shouted.

"We have read the spell together. We know what has to be done," Arianna said.

"And you can do it? The four of you?" Henri asked.

"Yes, it requires only one voice. We can link our power together, even the power they do not know they possess."

"And what of this soul that must be lost?" Henri asked.

"A woman of course. Willing or otherwise. The spell requires you or the new Master to be engaged in sexual climax with this woman. As the spell is cast the Master is born and Mentula feeds," Heather said.

"She will not survive," Arianna added.

Henri began to pace back and forth contemplating what he had just heard. He weighed this one life with those he loved, himself and his nation. If he did nothing Garigasia or another would destroy his country. For all he knew they were marching as he wasted time. 

"One life to save thousands!" he suddenly shouted. "It has to be done."

Suddenly the door to the room opened and Mary let herself in. "I will be the soul. I willingly give my life to my king!" she said, kneeling before the stunned Henri.

She must have been outside the door listening to their entire conversation.

"Mary? You do not know what you say," Henri exclaimed. 

"Yes, my king, I do. It would be a great honor to die for you, for my country. My life would finally have meaning. I am nothing, a simple barmaid. This act will secure my name through the ages. You must let me do this."

Henri was conflicted. In his mind, he knew some woman had to be killed but he did not want it to be someone he knew so well or at all. Mary looked determined. He has seen that look in women before. Nothing he could say would change her mind.

"You honor me and your country with you willingness. I wish you would reconsider. It does not have to be you."

"Yes it must, my king. You said you would do something for me for helping you yesterday. This is what you can do."

Silence followed. The four women looked around the room at each other and watched Henri struggle with this request of Mary. They saw the wrestle within him, the honor and integrity the man possessed. He did not want Mary to die but saw no other way.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 09



"Very well."

Mary stood quickly, embraced him, as if she had not requested her death but marriage. She smiled gleefully and acted like she wanted to die immediately for him.

"See to the plans; instruct Yvonne and Serena in what they must do. I must go to the palace," Henri said.

He was distraught and quickly left the room, closing the door on the five women.

**

Lord Byron's second finger began to ease into the housemaid's ass. She squealed from the stress but he did not stop. Her breathing became pants and she put her head into the bed cover to suppress her screams.

"Almost there, just relax," Lord Byron said, finally straightening both fingers deep into her tight young ass.

His cock was throbbing. The forbidden act had kept even his old cock erect and oozing with just his fingers in her. He held himself deep a few seconds before he began thrusting into her with his digits. She whimpered and moaned into the bed, her legs shaking from strain. He spit onto his moving fingers, which seemed to ease the friction and continued to finger the young woman's virgin bottom.

Withdrawing, he watched her red hole quiver and pulse as his fingers left her body. He was overly aroused, his own heart beating with excitement and his cock begging to enter her. Not wasting time, he grabbed his head, rubbed his effluent around the tip and pressed it toward her forbidden hole. His first lunge missed entirely and found her wet sex below, rushing in with little resistance. She called out in pleasure but he only pulled himself free and took hold of his cock so it would not go astray a second time. Her juices coated his member, and this, he soon realized, helped the young woman as his head eased inside of her tight orifice. He felt the heat and extreme tension pinching his head. He was overwhelmed with the pleasure and excitement of what he was doing, pausing to bask in the sensations with just the head of his cock inside.

"It's too much! Please take it out!" she screamed.

"We are just getting started. Do not fight it," Byron said, feeling the blood pulsing in his shaft as if he was young again.

Luckily for the maiden, Lord Byron was enamored by the visual and the sensation of her exquisite ass pinching the head of his cock, making him pause for a good deal of time before trying to enter her further. Her muscles relaxed enough in the time given, for the strain to ease and his shaft slowly entered her with much less friction. The heat, excitement and firm grip on his cock was legendary. He had never felt something so intense in his fifty-seven years. As his cock bottomed out inside her, his testicles came to rest on her sex as he held himself deep. He suddenly felt her hand begin to play with herself and this brought on a noticeable difference in sensations. She was adjusting to his width and length the more she fingered her sex and clitoris.

"What's this? Does the little slut like it?" he asked.

"It's improving, my lord... I'm adjusting to you."

"Excellent, then prepare yourself," he said as he withdrew his throbbing cock and thrust into the young woman much faster than the first penetration.

She squealed, and he felt her hand pick up the pace, rapidly rubbing her sex and clit. The second thrust increased his arousal, filling his cock with an increased volume of blood and sending intense sensations through his body. His heart had not pounded in his chest this hard in years; he felt it in his head and hoped he didn't expire due to the thrill.

**

Yvonne felt like she might vomit. Serena actually did, but not fully. Yvonne could scarcely comprehend what had just transpired. It was too much to take in all at once. The idea of repairing the Ring that will eventually kill the one she loved. As well as knowing this innocent woman would sacrifice her life to make it so, cofounded Yvonne to near breaking. She was too overwhelmed to try and stop Henri from leaving and now she was seemingly trapped with Serena, who was worse off than she, with two witches and an exuberant woman prepared to die. 

"Mary, why don't you get some water for the ladies, they look like then need a few minutes," Heather said.

Mary obeyed and left the room. Yvonne tried to gather herself, smoothed her silk dress and stood up straight. Heather smiled at her, and Yvonne felt it was actually genuine.

"This must be a rather large shock for you both. All of this hurdled onto you with no warning. You must focus on Henri and wanting to save him. He is right about a common purpose to unite us. We have to be of one mind to complete the spell. It will link us forever through these rings," Heather said holding four small gold rings in her hand.

Arianna also showed them the large broken Ring of the Master. Serena had also gathered herself at mention of the rings and both she and Yvonne walked nearer to view them.

"Henri told us the Mother's wore them on their clitoris. And they glowed like the large one," Serena said.

"Yes, the power will hold them secure when the spell is cast."

"You said we had power, significant power? How is this so?" Yvonne asked.

"You both are strong, like an untapped source. We can show you how to use your power, which will be many times greater when we link," Arianna explained.

Suddenly a half burned candle rose into the air and Yvonne and Serena gasped and shrunk back. Yvonne saw that Arianna was concentrating on it and assumed she was the one moving it.

"No need to be afraid, you too can do this and more with time," Arianna said.

The candle floated to the table and Arianna released it.

"We don't have time to teach you parlor tricks. We must prepare to cast the spell to return Mentual and the Ring," Heather exclaimed.

"Tell us what we must do," Yvonne spoke.

**

"Oh yes, my lord, don't stop!" the young maid voiced.

She knew if she acted as if she was thoroughly enjoying her ass being penetrated, the old man would ejaculate sooner. The thing that she found strange was she actually did. As long as she kept playing with her clitoris the sensation of his hard cock thrusting and withdrawing was quite pleasant. He wasn't very big, not near the size she's had before but never in her anus. She could tell he was nearing his climax. He always made the same wheezing noises as he tried to get enough air into his old lungs to keep from passing out. She did notice his cock was much stiffer than normal; he was obviously excited about the forbidden act.

It only took a few more thrusts and Lord Byron groaned, holding himself deep as his penis began to spasm and spill his seed into her bowels. She continued to play with her sex during his climax and brought herself to a small orgasm, which made her muscles clench and milk his spewing cock. He moaned all the more and she feared he might collapse on top of her from the noises he was making. Luckily he did not expire and withdrew his spent shaft from her body and fell onto the bed next to her, breathing very rapidly and sweating like a pig over an open fire.

She felt his semen oozing out of her open anus, down over her sex and dropping to the floor as her bottom was protruding off the bed.

"Will that be all, my lord?" she asked, standing up.

"Yes... that... will... be... good... for... today," he struggled to say.

She fixed her dress and snuck out of his chambers.

**

"Will the Ring become whole again as the spell is cast?" Serena asked, picking up the two halves.

She remembered the ring well, remembered yanking it off the Master to save her sister Yvonne, months ago. Now broken it just seemed like two pieces of gold with runes engraved on the sides.

"No, the Ring will need to be heated and forged once again. It is not the actual gold or the Ring that is the important thing. It's the runes and the completion of the spell. Do you know a goldsmith that can repair it?" Heather asked.

"Yes, we can have the repair made before we meet to cast the spell," Yvonne said, taking the ring from her sister and putting it in her pocket.

"Then we are ready. In two nights, the moon will be full and we can cast the spell. Mary, you may want to say your goodbyes to family if you have a need," Heather said.

"My family was killed in the war, mistress. I have no one."

"Very well, then I suggest preparing yourself to see them by praying to the ancients. There isn't much time," Yvonne stated.

"I'm ready to give my life now."

"As you say. Then all is prepared as soon as the Ring is forged," Arianna said.

**

The assassin blended in with the crowd, following the king unnoticed as he hoped. He couldn't believe his luck. To be in the right place at the right time to find the king unguarded, was a gift for him but very stupid on the part of the new king. He grasped the hilt of his knife under his tunic, prepared to strike a quick blow to the right kidney. The severe pain would keep the king from being able to call out, and he would bleed internally before anyone knew what had happened.

A few more steps and he would be within striking distance.

**

Henri was unaware of the danger he was in, quickly moving toward the palace through the crowd, which increased in size the closer he got. A cry, followed by a gurgle sound directly behind him, made Henri turn quickly. Blood sprayed his face as the blade cut through the neck of the would-be assassin. Standing a foot taller, behind the dead man was General Sharis. A long narrow blade fell from the dead man's hand and clattered to the stone road as Sharis dropped the man's body to the ground. Women screamed and the crowd scattered, leaving Henri and the general alone in the newly formed circle of people.

"You need to be more careful, my king," the general said. "You're lucky I've been following you since the inn."

"Indeed, my good man," Henri said, finally realizing his near death peril.

Palace guards rushed forward and cleared a path for Henri and took the body of the assassin away. Henri followed General Sharis the rest of the way and inside the palace.

"I've been trying to find you, my king. There is urgent news from the south," Sharis said.

Henri poured some water from a pitcher into a basin and began to clean the blood from his face as the general continued.

"It is as I feared. Garigasia amasses along our southern border. Our men stopped counting at seven hundred and fifty thousand. I estimate they out number us three to one and that is being optimistic."

"Pull everyone toward the capital, farmers, ranchers, everyone. Prepare our forces and arm as many people as can wield a weapon."

"It will be a slaughter, my king. We must consider surrender."

"We will not surrender, not this time. I will lead our people. The Master will return."

Sharis was taken aback by this statement, he hesitated before continuing. "I thought the Ring was destroyed."

"Plans are in motion to rectify this problem. Just keep me alive until then." 

"As you wish, my king."

"Also, there are five women at The Rusted Pot who need protecting as well. Bring all of them to the palace as soon as possible," Henri said, washing out the cloth in the pinkish water.

"It shall be done," the general said, leaving Henri.

**

Arianna and Heather walked around their new quarters in the palace. Mary, not feeling herself worthy of her own room, requested to board in a small servants quarters off the large chamber where the witches were settling in. Mary listened as the two daughters of Mentula discussed their new surroundings until she heard Henri's voice. 

"I hope the accommodations are to your liking?" Henri asked, with a smile.

"Oh yes, my king, much better than the inn," Arianna said as she turned to find Henri standing in the doorway to her and Heather's new quarters.

"More than we deserve, my king," Heather added.

"Nonsense. It is the least I can do. Your task is of the upmost importance now. The enemy is all but at our gates and we will not survive without the Ring."

"Everything is planned, my king. The night of the full moon the spell will be cast and Mentula will arise once again," Heather said.

"Excellent, then I will leave you and check on the others."

"Or you could stay?" Arianna said quickly, pulling her gown off her shoulders to collect around her waist.

Mary heard them conversing and now with the long pause after Arianna's last question; Mary peeked around the corner of her small quarters into the large and spacious room. Her eyes widened as she view the half-naked Arianna and the stunned look on the king's face.

Henri swallowed, staring at her amazing breasts. He had many things to do besides getting caught up in sex with two daughters of Mentula but he found his legs would not obey his commands. Heather didn't help the situation when she approached Arianna and began to suck on one of her exposed nipples. When Heather released it to talk, it was erect and glistening in the lantern light. Henri's cock lurched in his pants and his heart quickened.

"Come, my king. Join us," Heather said, holding out her hand before taking Arianna's nipple back into her mouth.

Henri's cock took over. His lust moved his legs forward instead of backwards and he closed the door and joined Heather on the other side of Arianna. He grasped the untouched breast of Arianna, palming the whole of it before pinching her growing nipple between the knuckles of his largest two fingers. Arianna cooed at the attention, closing her eyes to the pleasure of his hand and Heather's wet mouth.

Henri used his other hand, sliding it down her tight stomach, under her dress to find her moist sex. Softly he caressed her lips, brushing the hood that hid her clitoris, making her moan once again. Harder still, he spread her open and curled two fingers into her wet, velvet orifice, pulling his hand upward to dig his fingers deep.

His cock was straining against his trousers, unable to rise properly. His left hand penetrating Arianna's sex and his right fondling her wonderful gravity defying breast. Heather released her other nipple and turned to Henri, dropping to her knees as her hands found the beast trapped within his pants. She soon released it, taking hold with both hands and stroking him to the proper height, before opening her mouth to suck him in.

When Mary saw Henri's magnificent cock, she remembered well her time with him pervious. Her hand naturally found its way under her dress to her aroused sex, brushing lightly her flushed lips. Her other hand ran across her small breasts as she watched Heather begin sucking Henri's throbbing cock and stroking it slowly. Mary's mouth watered and she felt herself moisten further as her fingers dug into her own tunnel.

With his fingers coated in Arianna's juices, Henri slid his hand lower, replaced his fingers with his thumb and began to massage the opening of her anus with his lubricated fingers. Heather's sucking was slow and gentle on his cock. He basked in the pleasure as his fingers penetrated Arianna's forbidden hole to the second knuckle. He switched breasts, making sure to keep both of her nipples erect with his right hand as his two fingers went deeper into her anus and his thumb opposite in her sex. The sucking continued and he fingered Arianna until he felt her climax on his hand several minutes later. 

"Take her, my king, you are ready," Heather said, releasing his cock from her mouth.

Suddenly, Henri lifted Arianna into the air over his cock. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, helping him support her. Henri felt Heather grab his shaft and position his head at the entrance to Arianna's forbidden hole. He lowered Arianna down and his cock eased in to her hot, taunt tunnel, causing the incredible sensation he had grown to love. She took him all with ease, inch by inch until his impressive manhood was buried to the base in her ass.

"Ohhh, yes, my king... Give me all of it!" Arianna screamed in ecstasy.

In the other room, Mary cut off a gasp as she watched Arianna take all of Henri's significant length into her forbidden hole. Mary had never seen such a thing or experienced anything like it before. She was so amazed at the sight she stopped moving her hands on her breasts and sex for several seconds as she watched.

Arianna's breasts mashed against his chest and he held himself deep, basking in the heat and sensations of her searing ass fully on his thick, long cock. Heather began playing with his testicles with her hands as he lifted Arianna off and lowered her back down again. Over and over he lifted her, each time to his head before dropping her onto his raging cock. She screamed with pleasure, wanting it deeper each time.

Several thrusts later, Henri lifted her too high and his cock popped out of her ass. He felt Heather grab hold and expected her to put it back in for him but instead she began sucking it, adding a fair amount of her saliva before forcing it back into Arianna. The change in sensations from sucking to forbidden penetration was stunning and Henri's eyes blurred from the pleasure. Again he began to raise and lower her over and over, his cock growing in pleasure and width with each second that passed. His arms were beginning to tire but he lifted her up and down for several more minutes before having to carry her to the nearest bed.

Laying her down, Heather had followed him and now took hold of his cock, pulling it from Arianna's ass and sucking it once again. The stimulations changed, removing the sensation of almost ejaculating and replacing it with the intense sensation of his head being sucked by Heather. When she finally released him from her mouth and fed his cock back into Arianna's ass, he was well away from orgasm and ready to thrust hard and fast.

Mary had started masturbating again to the images before her. Her own heart was racing as she viewed the king hammering his massive cock into the bowels of this exotic woman. Seeing the pleasure Arianna was experiencing, Mary had to know what was so stimulating. Lowering her hand, she began to rub her secretions around her tightly puckered hole before trying to insert a single finger. The sensation was strange to her at first but as Mary added her other hand to her clitoris and moved her finger deeper into her ass, she felt a warmth flow through her body. She added a second as she watched Henri thrust and thrust. 

Over and over he pummeled, Arianna's forbidden hole as hard and deep as he could muster. The woman just screamed and begged for it all the more, no matter how hard Henri engaged her. Each time he approached orgasm, Heather would pull him free and suck him tight, delaying his climax again. This pattern continued for many rotations, making Henri last longer than he thought possible.

Heather, after feeding his cock back into Arianna once again, removed her clothing and climbed up on the bed with Arianna. Henri watched with a smile on his face as the beautiful red head straddled Arianna's face and lowered her sex to her mouth. Arianna gladly began to lick and suck Heather's shorn sex, while Henri continued to pound away at her ass. He was forced to slow his thrusts, to keep from climax, so turned on from the long duration of anal sex and now the visual of Arianna feasting on Heather's ripe womanhood.

Mary had never seen anything like this group of three engaged in such activity. Not only was Henri penetrating the dark-haired Arianna in the forbidden way, but now Heather was enjoying the tongue and mouth of the same Arianna. Mary was in such a state herself, she couldn't look away nor could she stop her own forbidden penetration and stimulation of her clitoris. She found the combination to be delightful, much more all-encompassing than just stimulating her sex. She felt her climax fast approaching as she listened and watched the three continue. 

Henri had to completely stop his thrust when Arianna began probing Heather's ass with her tongue. His cock wanted to explode within her and the slightest movement would have taken him over the limit.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 09



"Do not climax yet, my king. I desire to feel you within me," Heather said, looking over her shoulder at the stationary Henri.

He withdrew his pulsing, on-the-verge cock from Arianna and employed the same trick they had taught him. He pinched the end of his cock, squeezing the blood from the head into the shaft and delaying his orgasm once again. His tight testicles ached for release, firmly mashed against the shaft of his massive cock. Heather smiled at him again and crawled backwards toward his manhood until she was lying on her ring sister.

Henri moved forward, forcing his cock down and fed his newly engorged head into Heather's well eaten ass. She screamed in pleasure, taking him to the base in one long thrust. Her head fell between Arianna's breasts as she moaned and called out for Henri to give it to her. He knew he would not last near as long as he had with Arianna, but he would go as long as he could for her. Both women began kissing and fondling each other as he proceeded to thrust and withdraw. He focused on lasting, employing all the techniques he could think of for as long as he could. Thrust and withdraw, over and over, using every inch to his advantage. His long cock was glistening and the veins showed in high relief along the rigid shaft as he watched it disappear and reappear over and over in the lantern light.

Mary was climaxing. She held her fingers deep within her anal cavity and her other hand was a blur on her clitoris. Pleasure exploded within, flooding her body with exquisite bliss as her juices flowed heavily over her hand below her sex. She heard Henri nearing his climax. Watched his face and body prepare for the culmination she had seen before. Mary knew it was only a matter of seconds now.

Heather begged him to continue, to last a few more minutes for her. Henri again did his best but the sensations were too overwhelming, the visuals too spectacular for any man to resist. Another minute passed and he couldn't last another second.

"I'm past my limit, ladies. My climax is unavoidable," he breathed.

He pulled free of Heather and watched both women move quickly to a sitting position on the edge of the bed, displaying their voluptuous bodies for him to decorate. He only stroked one full motion and his cock exploded forth, spewing rope after rope of white semen onto the two witches. His legs trembled, his ass clenched tight as his load ejected itself from his climaxing form. The women hummed with glee as the hot bursts hit their bodies and painted their beautiful breasts with lines of white.

Mary watched with pleasure filled eyes, Henri ejaculate onto the two witches. Mary yearned for his penis, yearned to be one with him again even if it meant her death. She wanted to perform this act for her king and renew his power and if she could me the means to do so she was ready and willing. Mary pulled her fingers from her anus and stopped circling her clitoris as she watched Henri leave the room with the women cleaning each other off with their mouths. He was really behind schedule now.



The Master and the Ring Ch. 10



Sorry for the wait, we've been busy with multiple projects some of which unfortunately won't be found here.

*****

"I can mend the ring, mi lady, but I cannot preserve the runes around it in the process," the gold smith said to Yvonne as he looked at the two halves of gold.

"The runes are of no consequence any longer. Repair the ring as quickly as possible," Yvonne responded.

"I'll have it completed for you tomorrow."

"Very well. Tomorrow then," she said, turning to leave.

"And congratulations on your engagement, my future queen."

"Thank you, kind sir," she said as she left his shop.

Getting the ring tomorrow was cutting it close. That was the night of the full moon and the height of their power. A power Yvonne never knew she possessed. What she had learned from the witches was nothing more than what she considered women's intuition. The spark was much more if strengthened with practice. Already she and Serena had learned much in a short time.

She returned quickly to the palace. She was to meet her sister and the two witches to continue her learning before the full moon. It was getting dark as she asked the driver to hurry the horses faster toward the palace. The carriage rocked and swayed at the increased speed. Watching out the windows, Yvonne saw lights beginning to be lit in the cities homes.

She had left Serena at the palace to attend to the wedding details and any other affairs of House Granvas. She had received a letter from her uncle, Lord Byron. He apparently wanted to see her. Of course he would want to see her after the announcement of the engagement. He was probably the one that had tried to kill Henri. Yvonne hoped the announcement would save Henri from any further attempts on his life. She was pleased he had finally gone to the palace and was now under protection from the king's guards. She had heard the attempt was almost successful if it wasn't for General Sharis. She would have to thank him when she saw him again.

Arriving late, Yvonne hurried to Heather's and Arianna's chamber, having to walk through the servant's room on the way and finding Mary there.

"They've started without you," Mary said as Yvonne rushed through.

"I'm sure they have. And how are you, Mary?" Yvonne, asked, pausing in her rush.

"I'm coping, but the waiting doesn't make it easy."

"Are you still determined?" Yvonne asked.

"Yes. When I keep my mind on Henri it's easy to stay determined, my lady."

"Then think on him. You are making a great sacrifice for your country and king."

"Thank you. Just promise me you will take care of him when I'm gone."

"You have my word, Mary."

"Don't let the power destroy him."

"I won't."

Mary forced a smile, holding out a hand to Yvonne who took it and grasp it tight. "You should go, my lady... you don't want to get behind in your studies."

Yvonne smiled, releasing her hand and opening the door into the inner chamber.

**

"Move the majority of your army south. We must stop their advance and hold them until after the night of the full moon," Henri said, looking down at the war map with General Sharis.

"The only place we can manage to hold them would be here, my king," Sharis said, pointing at a spot on the map.

Henri looked at the spot, "I know of this canyon. The walls are steep; the land funnels into a small narrow neck."

"Yes, it will make their numbers of little consequence. We can hold them for the time you need, but not much longer without reinforcements." 

"If all goes as planned, after the full moon I'll be the only reinforcements you'll need."

"I'll await your coming then, my king. I must lead my men at first light."

"I will come as quickly as I can, once the Ring is returned. Together we'll destroy the Garigasians and push them back into the great sea south. They will not be able to stand before us."

Sharis held out his hand and Henri shook it. No more words were spoken as the big general left the room. Henri leaned heavily on the large table, looking at the map of the known world before him. He hoped he only had to worry about the south. His nation had always been coveted for its land. It had always been strong enough to thwart attacks until now. Until the old Master with the power of the Ring decimated his nation's army. The Ring was his nation's only chance now.

Leaving the war room, Henri went to find Yvonne and Serena, but did not locate them in their chambers. He then went to Heather's and Arianna's, thinking he'd find them all together, making plans for the casting of the spell. Knowing of Mary, staying in the servant's quarters, he knocked before entering. She came to the door and smiled large when she saw that it was him.

"My king! I'm happy to see you," she said.

"Good to see you, Mary," he said, as she let him in. "Are the others together?" he asked, nodding toward the inner chamber.

"Yes, they are practicing and Yvonne and Serena are learning."

"And how are you?" he asked.

"I'm very well, now that you are here," she said, placing her hand on his chest. "I must confess, I watched you with the witches the other day. You were amazing."

"You did? Did you tell anyone?" he asked, taking her hand and holding it.

"No, no one, my king. They would not condemn you, for the witches are very beautiful, a temptation for any man."

"Yes, but it would be better Serena and Yvonne did not know until after the Ring is reborn, to ease any tensions between them. Do you understand?"

"Yes, my king. I understand."

"Good," he said, releasing her hand and moving toward the inner chamber.

"Henri... my king," Mary called him back.

He turned and she walked toward him. "I saw how the witches took you in the forbidden way. I saw the pleasure they achieved from this and you as well. Tomorrow, when we are together... will... will you do this with me. It will be my final request."

Henri hesitated. He knew Mary had not been preparing for his large cock in the forbidden way. He also knew that as the Ring was reborn he would increase in size, destroying her in the process. He also knew she had to die no matter what.

"If you wish this then I will consent, but you must prepare before to make it more pleasurable. The Daughters of Mentula spend years preparing for the Master. You only have a very short time."

"I will do what I can. I will ask the Daughters for guidance in this."

"Former Daughters, but yes, they can be of assistance." 

"Can I see it?" she asked looking down at his cock. "I would like to feel its size to know what I must do before the full moon."

Henri acquiesced, removing his sword belt and letting his pants fall around his boots. Mary quickly seized his shaft and lifted the heavy mass upward as it began to grow. Her touch was more scientific than sexual. She stroked only to get him erect before measuring him with her fingers and hands until she felt confident she knew his length and girth by heart. The sensations were still pleasurable to Henri. She made sure she had him fully engorged, stroking him until he was throbbing and a small drop of pre-ejaculate had appeared.

"I've always loved your penis, my king. I've enjoyed your visits to the inn and confess I will miss that most of all when I'm gone," she said holding the middle of his shaft.

"I wish there was some other way, Mary," he said.

"I know, my king... but you must let me do this for you... for the nation."

He smiled down at her and she leaned forward, kissing the head of his cock before standing up.

"Thank you for letting me inspect you. I will prepare accordingly as well as I can before the ritual."

Henri pulled his pants up, replacing his sword belt and wanting to tell her that no preparation would suffice when the Master returned. His heart ached, his gut sick with what he was going to have to do to the pretty barmaid he had shared several intimate moments with. Unable to speak without his voice cracking, he turned away from her and entered the inner chamber.

**

When Yvonne found the three women, she was shocked to see Serena levitating a small candle off the surface of the table. She was learning fast and this put Yvonne already behind. Heather and Arianna were watching Serena's progress with approval on their faces. As Yvonne approached, the candle fell to the table and Serena jumped out of her chair.

"Did you see that?! Did you see what I did, Yvonne?"

"Yes, Serena, it is amazing."

"You have to try now. Just sit here," Serena said, taking her sister by the arms and pushing her into the chair. "Now just concentrate and think of nothing but the candle. Heather said it's like freeing your mind and then you'll feel the power flow through you. It's a rush!"

"Okay, okay, Serena, give me some time."

"There is a little more to it than that, Serena," Heather said. "Now, Yvonne, just relax and don't try to make the candle rise, you can't force it. Ask or work with the candle as if it was a living thing. The spark with grow through cooperation with the things around you."

"I think I understand," Yvonne said, letting out a deep breath.

Yvonne cleared her mind, focusing on the candle and pushing all else away. She started to feel light as if she was no longer sitting on the chair. A current began in her core, flowing through her body and increased until she felt the spark grow greatly. The power was larger than she though it would be. Yvonne suddenly felt very powerful. Not only did the candle rise from the table but the large stone table top with a thick wood base rose off the ground.

Serena gasp and Yvonne saw both Heather and Arianna's eyes widen in alarm. The power continued to grow stronger in Yvonne. It felt natural almost intuitive to her suddenly. This should have alarmed her but she welcomed the strength and basked in her new found ability. Slowly she eased the table and candle back to the earth and released her hold on the flows.

"How was that?" she asked.

Heather and Arianna looked at each other, stunned. Serena was jumping up and down with excitement, not realizing the ramifications of what her sister had just done.

"You are very powerful, Yvonne. I admit, you exceed both mine and Arianna's strength and in so short a time. You must learn the words to the spell, for it is you that must cast it now," Heather said.

"Yes, we were concerned we did not possess the strength of the Mothers to perform the spell properly but now we see that you will be the Head. Not only will you be queen but you will stand at the center of our immortality once the Ring is reborn," Arianna said.

Heather reached into her pocket and pulled out the four gold rings the Mother's had worn on their clitorises. They looked identical at a simple glance but as Yvonne leaned forward for a better look she saw the runes were different.

"This will be yours," Heather said, pushing one toward Yvonne.

Yvonne picked it up and looked at the runes curiously. She cleared her mind and focused, until she felt the flow of the power return and as she did so, the runes became clear to her and she comprehended what they inscription said.

CENTER - ALL POWERFUL HEAD

Heather passed out the remaining rings to herself and Arianna and finally to Serena.

"The runes were inscribed when the spell was finished. They will be renewed again but hold no power now," Heather explained.

"The runes on the Ring of the Master will be destroyed as it is forged anew by the smith," Yvonne said.

"No matter. They too will be inscribed again as Henri wears it and the spell is cast," Arianna explained.

"I hold the second ring, Arianna the third and Serena the forth. All that we do together must be done in this order after the spell is cast. When the spark is extinguished and the Master appears, you must place your ring first upon your clitoris, followed by me and so forth," Heather explained to all.

"I understand," Yvonne replied just as the door to the camber opened and Henri entered.

All four women stood, holding their rings tightly in their hands. He walked toward them with a smile on his face and for some reason a large bulge in his trousers. His erect penis was not easily concealed. 

"Well, you look happy to see us?" Yvonne said, glancing down at his crotch.

"Umm, yes... Mary had a request."

"That she seems to have not finished, my king?" Heather said, coming around the large table.

"The request did not go that far, Heather. Ignore my erection, it will subside soon. How are the preparations going?" he asked.

None of the women spoke, they were all smiling at him and watching to see if he's erection would truly subside as he said it would.

"Well?" he asked again.

"They are going well. Both Serena and Yvonne have learned how to focus their spark and the power flows freely now. They both grow in strength. The spell will be successful," Heather explained.

"Good, we have no recourse. It must work. I've sent our armies to hold off the Garigaisians until I'm able to assist them as the Master. Once their forces are decimated and driven back, I will return and Yvonne and I can be wed.

Serena suddenly giggled. Henri turned toward her and cocked his head for a reason. The other three women looked at her in response.

"I'm sorry, my king, but it appears you have saturated your pants," she said, putting a hand to her mouth.

Henri looked down at the growing wet spot where the head of his erect cock had oozed through.

"It appears you are not subsiding, my king. Can we be of some assistance?" Arianna asked, stepping forward. "We are here to serve you."

"If anyone is to assist the king it shall be I," Yvonne spoke up, blocking Arianna from Henri.

"Ladies, there is no need for confrontation. If you would just please ignore it and cease speaking of such things I will return to a less distractive state."

"What if we don't want it to subside?" the young Serena questioned.

"Serena! Mind yourself," Yvonne chastised.

"What? I'm only stating what you're all thinking," Serena said. "Heather right now, wishes to drop to her knees and suck your highness. Arianna wants you to take her in the forbidden hole and my sister, bless he heart, wants you to carry her to her chambers and make love to her 'til morning."

The three women gasped and realized she had read their minds perfectly.

"She's strong in mind reading. This must be her strength," Heather suddenly said.

"What? Henri asked. Was she correct? You were thinking exactly what she said?"

"Exactly, my king," the three answered in chorus.

This did nothing for Henri's erection subsiding.

"And what do you want from me, Serena?" Henri asked.

"I want to swallow your hot, tangy seed, my king," she said with no reservations.

"Oh, by the ancients! The four of you will be the death of me," Henri said, not realizing what he had spoken.

There was an uncomfortable silence following his statement and he finally realized what he had said.

"I'm sorry... I didn't not mean... you know what I meant in this... I was just... I just don't know if I can satisfy all of you is all."

"You mustn't worry about such things, my king. We serve you. Even the future queen and her sister serve you," Heather said with emphasis.

"She's right, Henri. We will do as you wish," Yvonne said, resisting the urge to retort back to Heather.

**

Mary located the longest and thickest candle she could find. Using her hand she measured what needed to be added to simulate Henri's remarkable penis. Melting additional wax, she began to dip and repeat over and over until she had a rude copy of Henri's manhood in her hand. She molded a head as the candle cooled and set it on the table before her. She played with her sex while she waited for the wax to sufficiently harden. She was wet and aroused, looking forward to her preparations to receive him into her forbidden orifice. She remembered the ecstasy the witches achieved with him in the forbidden way. She longed to feel the same. 

Using her wetness, Mary circled her anus with two fingers she had just taken from her sex. She pressed in her middle finger while her other hand ground down on her excited nub. She liked the new sensations she had discover as her finger penetrated her tight outer ring and descended further into her hot bowels. She added the second and felt how tight she actually was. Looking at the object on the table before her, she wondered if it would really fit inside her tight forbidden place. She had seen the two witches take Henri with ease, but as he had said, they had had possibly years to prepare for him. She worried she might not have enough time.

Removing her hand from her clitoris, she picked up the new toy she had made, feeling it for the stiffness she required. Satisfied, she brought the head into contact with her wet sex and eased it into her body with a sigh of pleasure. She remembered how large Henri was and this mimicked the sensation well. Pulling it free, she forced it into herself deep this time, holding the base with only her thumb and index finger. Over and over, Mary thrust the toy into her body, basking in the sensations of the wide and long object filling her aroused womanhood.

Several minutes, and now with the wax cock-like object covered in her secretions, she removed the toy and lowered it to her puckered anus. Her heart beat rapidly and her breathing increased with the anticipation of what she was preparing to do. She almost forgot to play with her clitoris with her other hand until she felt how tight she was when she began to press the tip of the wax into her forbidden hole. She began to circle her clit, pressing hard on the nubbin and using her wetness for lubrication. She pressed the toy firmly, feeling the sudden resistance as her body repelled the width of the head. It seemed much too large to enter her.

She eased up, pulling back and breathing hard. She continued to play with her clitoris, more rapidly now, letting the pleasure rush through her and replace the tension in her anal muscles. As she relaxed she began again, and this time she tried pushing out as her hand held the toy firmly to her quivering hole. The results were better. She felt herself open up more but still the strain was immense and there was a burn that began as the toy stretched her virgin anus. Again she stopped, panting now from the exertion. How did the witches do this?

**

"What of Yvonne? Has she answered my letter? Has she come without my knowledge?" Lord Byron bellowed.

"No my lord," his squirrely servant replied.

"She's ignoring me! Disrespecting me! I will not go to her. As her elder... as her uncle I will not lower myself to seek her out!"

"Yes, my lord. What would you have me do?"

"That assassin almost killed her king. She might suspect that was my doing. She's as stubborn as her mother."

"All the assassins have been recalled, my lord."

"I know that, you imbecile. I ordered it. Request her presence again. Her and her sister for dinner, tomorrow night. She'll have to accept that."

"Yes, my lord," the servant said before leaving his lord's chamber.

Lord Byron threw a goblet full of liquor at the fire in his anger. The flames roared before dying once again. He began to mumble to himself.

"The army marches to the south in the morning. Garigasia is at our doors and this whelp of a king hides in his palace! Probably pleasuring my niece instead of leading his country."

The house made retrieved the goblet, set it back on the table and refilled it for the lord. The sun was down, the evening turning to night and the almost full moon shone in the window. He took the goblet, spilling some on his hand in his rush and gulped down the strong liquor.

"Will there be anything else tonight, my lord?" the maid asked.

He looked at her, knowing exactly what she expected him to say. He contemplated taking her again, thought about the tight little ass around his cock. He took another large gulp, wiped his mouth and admired her firm young body.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 10



"No, see to your other duties, I'm busy this evening."

She quickly put the pitcher of liquor down on the table and left his chambers.

**

The tension in Mary's anus was like hot fire. Her breathing was small gasps for air as her heart pounded in her chest. The only reason she was continuing was she knew she only had a short time to prepare for Henri. The hand not holding the wax cock was a blur on her clitoris. It helped with the stress and pain in her tight ring as she bore down once again and pressed upon the wax shaft with her tight orifice. She could feel herself expanding slowly around the width of the head she had formed. It had to end soon, it just had to. Clenching her teeth, she pushed out as she pressed in with her hand. Finally the tension eased and she felt the shaft of the wax cock ease past her straining ring and into her body.

The initial penetration was exciting, her heart pounded faster still and she felt a rush of adrenalin course through her even as her ass burned amid the pleasure in her clit. Once she had penetration, she held the toy still, letting herself adjust to the tip inside her body. Her muscles clenched and contracted around the object. She dared not move it further nor stop her tight circles on her nub. Slowly and after several minutes of furious clitoris stimulation, she felt her body accepting the wide shaft and a sense of euphoric pleasure growing in her body. This was what she was hoping for and what she saw on the faces of the witches when Henri was driving his hard, long cock into their bowels.

Gently, she dared move the wax shaft deeper into her. Her ass constricted and clenched automatically as she began to move it. Trying to relax she pressed in a couple of inches and paused once again. She felt full with the wide toy stuck up her ass, but the pleasure was growing amid her furious hand grinding hard on her clitoris. She focused on the pleasure, ignored the slight pain and tightness in her anus. Letting the warmth and bliss grow, Mary found herself moving the wax shaft in and out automatically two or three inches as the excitement and pleasure in her sex overwhelmed any discomfort. 

Her body was adjusting to the long shaft of the augmented candle. She found the sensation fascinating and the reality of how her body accepted it so soon amazed her. She had never felt anything like it. Her heart continued to pound in her chest from the excitement and thrill of accomplishment. She knew the key to her pleasure was in her clitoris but also felt a connection between the shaft in her forbidden orifice and the intense pleasure of her ringing nub. It was everything she hoped it would be.

**

"I'm flattered ladies, but I'm only one man. Soon to be married to Yvonne. We can discuss the particulars at a later date, after the Ring is whole and the power restored. With its power, I will be able to satisfy you all often," Henri said.

"But won't we suffer injury?" Serena asked.

"Not with your own rings. The witches demonstrated this when they held me captive. That's all I can tell you. Somehow their bodies adapted to the size of Mentula."

All four women looked at each other. Serena could somehow read each of their minds and what she heard made her smile as well as wet. She too wanted Henri at that moment. His large cock had not begun to return to flaccid as he said it would. No doubt he too wanted some sexual play as well. She read his mind briefly, not wanting to intrude into his thoughts too intrusively. She respected and loved him too much. But what she saw in his head was amazing. He was thinking about being the Master again and enjoying all four of the ladies in the room. His cock was huge but the images in his head showed Yvonne easily taking him into her body with her ring glowing brightly on her clitoris. He must have experienced this with the other witches to have such a vivid recall.

Serena left his mind as a twinge of pleasure jolted her clitoris. She looked forward to the next night and the casting of the spell.

"We all look forward to this, my king," Heather said.

Serena looked at her sister when Heather said this. Yvonne did not look pleased. Sharing Henri with Serena as they had discussed was one thing. Serena knew Yvonne would not like sharing Henri with Heather and Arianna. From Henri's comment it looked as though he intended to pleasure them all with or without Yvonne's blessing.

"Can I talk to you, my king... Alone?" Yvonne asked, stepping forward.

"Not now, Yvonne... nothing matters more than the spell and the Ring. We will discuss arrangements once the spell has been successfully cast. Return to your studies I will leave you now," Henri said, turning before Yvonne could say another word.

Serena saw Yvonne step forward to stop Henri from leaving but Heather reached out and stopped Yvonne.

"The king is right, Yvonne. We must continue to prepare. You must learn the words to the spell for it cannot be read."

Reluctantly, Yvonne turned back, shaking Heather's hand from her arm. The four women watched Henri walk away, adjusting his erect cock as he left.

**

It was difficult for Henri to leave the four women with such an erection. He knew if he pressed the issue he probably could have had all four of them pleasuring him at that very moment. Time was the problem. He needed the spell to be properly cast more than he needed to ejaculate again. As he walked through the servant's quarters to leave, he heard moaning from the bed chamber. Not seeing Mary, curiosity got the better of him and he quietly walked to the entrance and stole a look inside.

What he saw made his already hard cock lurch in his pants. Mary was on her back, lying on a bed with some kind of object shove into her anus. Her free hand was a blur on her clitoris as her other moved the object in and out of her forbidden orifice. She was preparing herself for him at that very moment. She had wasted no time nor had she discussed anything with the witches.

The object looked like a really long, thick candle but was nothing he had witnessed before since it was so long and wide. He realized, rather quickly, it was very similar to the cock throbbing in his pants. She must have fashioned it after measuring his with her hands. He was impressed, for she had already learned to accept the large object and seemed to be in the grips of pleasure and almost to orgasm. Mary panted and her legs quivered as she played and worked the object in and out as if Henri himself was penetrating her. 

His cock throbbed uncontrollably in his pants and the wet spot doubled in size as his cock oozed through. Suddenly, Mary screamed in pleasure, her body tightened up and she began to shake and rock on the bed as the orgasm must have overcame her form. Her hands fell from her body and the convulsions forced the long wax shaft from her body, falling to the floor as she shook and panted from pleasure.

The sight was extremely erotic to Henri. Her naked body glistened with perspiration, her chest rose and fell, sucking air, her nipples rigid and pointing skyward as her climax continued for several moments. He almost entered the room and took her without permission he was so aroused by the sight before him. Gathering himself he tore his eyes from her body and reluctantly removed himself from the room.

**

When Yvonne returned to her own chamber, the queen's chamber, she had a new letter from her uncle waiting for her. She broke the wax seal and began to read. He had invited her and Serena to dinner tomorrow night. The night of the full moon. There was no possible way she could fulfill his request. She was too caught up in the spell to even write a letter of regret. She dropped Lord Byron's communication on the table and picked up the copy she had scrawled of the spell. She read it again and again, committing it to memory. The language was foreign to her but with the help of Heather and Arianna she had learned the proper pronunciations. She mouthed the words and even vocalized several of them out of order to not invoke any of the power she felt growing in her core.

She was both thrilled and frightened about what she felt and what she was going to do soon. She was destined to be queen and a powerful witch. The most powerful of the four from the inscription on the ring she held in her hand. She hadn't let it go since she picked it up off the table in the witch's room. It was too small to fit even on her pinky but she knew it would fit over her clitoris when the time came.

Rubbing the ring, she read the words to the spell again and they suddenly flowed intuitively in her mind. She was ready. 

**

The night of the full moon came. Henri arrived late to the casting as he was dealing with the war that had officially begun. News from riders came from the front. General Sharis had effectively stopped the Garigasian advance at the narrow canyon as planned but was taking heavy casualties. There wasn't much Henri could do. The only soldiers left in the capitol were his own personal guard and he had already sent half of them with the general. 

After doing what he could, he sent word back to the front and left his war room to meet up with the five women waiting for him. He hoped they had started without him and were well advanced in casting the spell.

Heather had picked the spot ahead of time. It had to be outside in the light of the moon. She had chosen a small courtyard off the king's chamber. It was private and in the middle of the palace. It would be perfect for the ceremony and spell.

Henri rushed to meet them, entering his chambers and through the door into the courtyard. He found the four women naked surrounding what looked like an alter with Mary lying nude on it. When he got closer he saw that it was just a makeshift table with soft bedding thrown over it. He walked up to stand below Mary who smiled up at him.

"Good, we can now begin," Heather said.

They all looked so serious, especially Yvonne as they stood at equal distances around the table. For him it was a sight to behold. Five naked women, all very beautiful and in full view for him to see. The stunning sight quickly caused his cock to stir in his pants as it rose. He soon noticed that Mary had already been preparing herself for his coming. Her fingers glistened in the bright moonlight and her sex was wet and her nipples erect.

"Remove your clothing, my king," Heather said.

Henri quickly removed his clothes and was fully hard by the time he was finished. His ragging cock pulsed in the air, the tip reflecting the light of the moon from his pre-ejaculate oozing from his slit.

"Place the Ring on your penis. It will do nothing until the spell is cast," Yvonne said, handing him the newly forged Ring she had picked up from the gold smith earlier that day. "Begin copulation, for the spell has to be pronounced just prior to your ejaculation," Yvonne continued, emotionless.

Henri took the cool gold ring from Yvonne and placed it over the head of his cock, sliding it down his shaft. The cold gold made him flinch but it quickly warmed as he set it against his body at the base of his cock. He noticed the runes were gone; it did not glow or was not warm as he remembered. Right then it was just a ring of gold around his cock. Once it was secure, Henri climbed onto the table; he smiled down at Mary as she welcomed him between her legs

"I've prepared myself for you, my king. Take me as we discussed," Mary said quietly as he leaned over her naked body.

"Perhaps the proper way first?" he asked.

"As you wish, but I want to experience you inside my forbidden place before I die."

Henri's voice caught in his through as he tried to reply. He swallowed hard and was only able to nod. Moving forward he felt his slippery head make contact with the hot sex of Mary. He paused for only a brief moment before entering her. She was very hot and wet, caressing his entire length in wonderful wet bliss. She had obviously been working on herself for some time waiting for him. 

"Oh... Yesssss... my king!" she moaned as his massive length entered her well prepared sex.

He tried to ignore the fact that there were four other naked women watching him. All of which he had relations with several times. One he was to marry and all were soon to be bound to him by magic and the Ring. Casting his worries aside, Henri pulled his wet cock from Mary and slammed it home once again, knowing he had to do this to save his people.

He began thrusting repeatedly into Mary as she moaned and clawed at his back with each thrust. He suddenly noticed the four witches gather closer and grasp each other's hands. He knew they were linking their power. Pleasure rushed into his body from his fast moving cock. He had never released his pent up semen from the night before. He was quickly humming with pleasure and feeling his climax well on its way.

**

As the witches linked they found they were of one mind. They knew each other's thoughts and everything around them became more distinct and clear. Suddenly Serena spoke in all their heads at the same time.

"I can read Henri's thoughts. I can feel his arousal. I shall tell you when to begin the spell, Yvonne."

"Excellent, sister," Yvonne replied.

"As the spell is completed the rings must be place in the proper order from Yvonne to the right, until Serena," Heather said to all.

"We will be ready," Yvonne replied.

**

Mary was already climaxing. Waves of orgasmic bliss rushed through her form as Henri's large cock thrust in and withdrew. His hot, wide rode was much more exhilarating then the wax toy she had fashioned. She held him tight as he body shook and tightened around his shaft, her sex clenching in rhythmic contractions as her climax came fast and hard.

She still wanted him in the forbidden way. Wanted to feel the bliss she had achieved last night but thinking it would be better with the real thing moving in and out of her tight orifice. She listened to Henri's breathing, felt his body and knew from past experiences how close he was getting to his own climax. She had faith in him that he would not disappoint her, and would give her the desire of her heart. Her last wish.

She felt herself become exceedingly wet, felt her juices oozing down over her puckered orifice as he climax squeezed the heavy shaft entering and leaving her body in a constant barrage of thrusts. Henri was breathing heavier, she felt him widen and she knew he was close but still trusted in him to stop and enter her as she wished before he came.

He had to.

**

Henri's balls were tight, he thought about just letting his climax come, letting the spell be cast and Mary's spark extinguished without taking her in the forbidden way. He knew even then, as the Master, Mentual would destroy her regardless, but possibly not in such a painful way. He was about to go through with it until Mary opened her eyes and pleaded with him for her last wish. Looking down at her face, Henri relented, pulling his cock free of her tight sex with his cock on the verge of climax. It was coated in her secretions, thick womanly juices covered the whole of his shaft and had pooled around her tight orifice below her open sex.

He kneeled up and she raised her legs to give him access to her forbidden hole. Placing the tip of his cock at the puckered entrance, he felt her push out as if she had been taught by the witches themselves.

"Don't be afraid, my king. Please do this for me," she whispered.

Henri moved forward, his eyes rolled upward as his head fell back in rapture as her tight ring pitched the head of his cock. She was as tight as Serena and Yvonne had been the first time he took them. He felt Mary's ring scrap the juices off his cock as his head popped in and like a vise her muscles clamped down on his shaft. She whimpered. He paused and suddenly Yvonne began to speak.

**

The four witches witnessed Henri's large cock penetrate the tight orifice of the doomed bar maid. Serena felt Henri's pleasure jump, reading his mind and feeling his struggle. His honor was unmatched and Serena new if there was any other way to save his nation, Henri would take it to save this one woman's life.

It was time. The spell had begun. Serena timed Yvonne's first words perfectly; they were already working a one.

**

Henri's balls ached for release; his cock throbbed and pulsed against its confines, full of blood and desire. He knew how close he was and somehow the four witches did as well. Moving forward again, he pressed a few more inches into Mary as she rapidly began playing with her clitoris. Her chest rising and falling briskly and she softly panted and whimpered as more of his massive shaft descended into her hot bowels.

As the strange words left Yvonne's lips, he felt a heat around his cock and soon realized the Ring was becoming hot. Looking down, he saw runes magically appearing on the gold as each word was spoken by Yvonne. His cock was fully engaged inside Mary's tight ass. Her muscles struggled to accept him. He felt her pulsing and clenching on his shaft as the runes continued to be cut in the gold. Pulling back, he watched his cock leave her body, scrapped clean of her juices by the tight connection between their bodies. The Ring increased in temperature, his pleasure grew along with it.

Pressing in once again he was on the verge and Mary was shaking with her hand a blur on her clit and her eyes tightly shut. He wanted her to climax before he did, to die amid her ultimate pleasure. He concentrated, holding his orgasm from coming for a few more thrusts. Yvonne never paused in her casting of the spell. Somehow they knew what he was doing and had timed everything perfectly.

Moments later, Mary screamed in pleasure and Henri felt her ass grab tight to his shaft as her climax flooded her body as well as her sex. Juices flowed heavily from her open orifice to meet his moving shaft. He could no longer withhold his climax.

Just as his muscles gave up and his first burst of hot semen sprayed from his cock, Yvonne pronounced the last word and the Ring clamped tight around Henri's shaft. He felt the familiar power rush through his body as his climax continued. His body began to grow; it was much slower than he remembered as the newly formed Ring manipulated him for the first time. He watched his cock began to increase inside Mary's ass, expanding in girth to stretch her to impossible dimensions. His pleasure was still immense as his cock continued to spurt loads into her bowels.

At the last moment, Henri pulled his cock free and the last five ropes of semen sprayed Mary's convulsing body, drenching her in the Master's plentiful semen. For a moment he thought he had saved her life by withdrawing before Mentula was fully enlarged. The blue glow from the Ring told him he was mistaken. Slowly, Mary began to fall still, the Ring blazing hot around his fully enlarged cock as he had grown to monster proportions and was now standing over the small table and the four witches with glowing rings in their hands. He watched Mary's spark leave her forever just as Yvonne placed her ring onto her enlarged clitoris. Heather was next, and then Arianna and finally Serena placed her ring.

Light exploded from their bodies as the spell was finished and the link was bound. Mary's body lay still on the alter and a tear fell from Henri's eye.

The Master and the Ring were reborn.



The Master and the Ring Ch. 11



Yvonne of House Granvas had never felt anything like it before. The power surging through her immortal form was immense and all-consuming. She felt the power of the other three women linked to her and then the overwhelming link between them and Henri. The spark taken from Mary was fresh, feeding the sensations she felt. Looking around at her real sister and now her ring sisters, Yvonne noticed their appearances slightly changing. All of them were young and beautiful so the change wasn't as dramatic as it could have been if they were all older. But still Yvonne saw the changes. Wrinkles, skin spots from the sun, any sag in breasts or flaws of any kind were erased as soon as the spell was completed. She felt alive and reborn and from the look of the others she knew she had achieved the same perfection. 

Henri stood over them, towering into the night sky with the ring glowing blue around his now flaccid shaft. His cock hung heavy and massive between his legs, his body rippled with the power and the muscles of the Master. Even as far up as his head was, she could still see the fresh tears on his cheeks. He mourned for the girl's body on the altar. Mary was gone forever, a sacrifice that had to be made.

"I must leave and defend the nation," Henri's booming voice sounded down to them.

"Yes, my king... we will await your return," Yvonne said, reaching up to him.

He took her hand in his enormous palm, holding it for a brief moment before climbing over the palace wall with ease and out of their sight. Yvonne turned back to her three ring sisters. She viewed their naked, perfected bodies and looked down at herself. Her large breasts were higher, firmer and her body felt amazing.

"Look at us!" she said.

"Yes, we are renewed with the spark from Mary. It is how the old Mother's remained young and alive for centuries," Heather said.

The ring around Yvonne's clitoris was hot. She felt it pressing against her body, held on by the magic. She looked down over her breasts and viewed the blue runes shining among her folds; her clitoris engorged and prominent, the tip pressing out from the center. With her fingers, she touched the ring and her nub. The sensitivity was staggering, sending pangs of pleasure into her core with just slight touches.

"We need to dispose of the body," Heather said, bringing Yvonne back to the present issues.

"No, not as if she was nothing. Henri would want her to have a hero's funeral and a proper burial. He will want her celebrated for her sacrifice."

"As you wish," Heather acquiesced.

"Preserve her with the power until his return. He will see her one more time before she is buried. See her the way he remembers her," Yvonne said.

Yvonne felt the authority that came with the ring around her sex organ. As the head, she felt the other's obedience through the bond, what was stranger still, was their acceptance of this obedience. She felt her body vibrating with the power of the bond, it was addicting. Arianna cast the spell to preserve and clean Mary's body. Together the four ring sisters left the courtyard and returned to Arianna's and Heather's chamber. The body of Mary floated on invisible flows of the power behind them. They placed her body in the servant bed outside the main chamber. She looked as if she was sleeping.

**

Henri ran faster than any earthly creature. His strides were huge, smashing rock, earth, plant and all else under his bare feet as he ran to destroy the enemy that threatened his nation. His long cock swung freely back and forth as he ran without rest.

He arrived at the height of the battle the next morning. Garigasia had massed an enormous offensive in the narrow canyon, sacrificing thousands of soldiers until General Sharis's men were completely out of arrows to repel them. The hand to hand combat had become fierce and bloody. Bodies littered the ground and the blood was ankle deep in places.

Suddenly a roar was heard. It echoed down the canyon so loudly that soldiers on both sides stopped fighting. Again the roar was heard. It was the war cry of Henri's country, unmistakable now to both sides. The Garigasian's began to fear, giving General Sharis's men courage to fight harder. The third time the cry sounded Henri appeared. A cheer went up from his men and he jumped with one enormous leap over his own defenses into the heart of the Garigasian horde. What happened after that was difficult to describe or stomach even by the most hardened soldier.

The ankle deep blood became a river and flowed deep through the canyon as if the spring rain had come early.

**

Throughout the morning the ring sisters felt the power of the Ring lessen as Henri must have been in the midst of battle. They sat together in a small circle, watching the blue light on each of their rings lesson as the morning turned to afternoon and then evening. By nightfall the glow had completely disappeared and the rings appeared only gold.

"He has fought all day, but I believe it is at an end," Yvonne said.

"Yes, the rings hold steady. The battle must be at an end," Heather said.

"He should return soon," Serena added.

"Yes, and then his true battle will begin," Yvonne said. "Before Mary sacrificed herself, she asked me to protect him. To not let the power destroy him. I promised her I would. Now... now that I see more clearly and feel the strength of the spell, I fear that promise may be impossible to keep. We all know how strong-willed Henri is, but I fear it will not be enough."

"He knew the risks when he asked us to cast the spell. He believed he had no other choice. Even if the power consumes him, he will not regret what he has done," Heather said.

"Already the Ring yearns for another sacrifice, another spark. Henri will begin to feel its draw to have another woman. This will only increase until he gives into the Ring or goes insane from its persuasive power."

"Is there not a third option?" Serena asked. "Cannot we satisfy the Ring?"

"Power does not beget power. The power must come from something besides us. That is why the Mother's trained the Daughters of Mentula. They promised us immortality if we could please the Master. They were only lies designed to feed the lust of the Ring and ultimately sustain them. They lived for all those thousands of years off the spark of innocent women," Arianna explained.

"Then the Ring must be destroyed again. Now that the threat is gone we will just convince Henri to break it," Serena said.

"Do you not remember what happened to the four Mothers when he broke the original ring?" Heather asked.

Serena paused... "They were destroyed, turned to dust."

"Yes, just as we would be if he destroyed the Ring. We cannot remove ours from our clitorises either. We are forever bound as long as the Ring remains whole," Heather said. "I estimate thousands of men served as the Master for the Mothers. The power will consume Henri as it did them before him."

"What if he removes it and hides it deep in the earth?" Serena asked.

"Then we wither, grow old and die before our time. Henri will not allow that to happen and we all know it. He will give into the Ring's urges even faster if he sees we are beginning to grow old," Heather answered.

They all nodded in agreement and despair.

**

Henri was covered in thick, almost black blood from the thousands he had destroyed. With no weapon large enough for his stature, he used his hands and teeth to destroy the army of Garigasia. Even as they began to retreat and run for their lives, Henri pursued them, tearing all he found limb from limb. When he returned to his men in the canyon, he was unrecognizable as their king, the gore and blood drying thick on his naked form. His own soldiers fell back in fear as he came into view until General Sharis called forth to him.

Henri felt tired, even with the Ring still around his shaft. It grew hot and he felt the urges, he remembered well, to find a woman. The men cheered when they discovered it was Henri but gave him a large berth as he walked among them. Finding a large boulder, he sat down and rested. Sharis sent the men away to prepare to return home, standing next to the boulder.

"How far did you pursue them?" he asked his king.

"To no man's land. There wasn't more than fifty left by then," he answered, flatly.

"It is finished then, just as you predicted."

"Yes, the word will spread. No one will dare attack us again," Henri said.

"What will you do now?" Sharis asked.

"Return home and marry, I suppose."

"What should we do with the dead?" Sharis asked, looking down the canyon.

"Bury ours, burn theirs until your fuel is exhausted." 

"Very well."

"Return home when you're finished," Henri said, standing and walking toward his capital.

Several miles away he came upon a large lake among the mountains the canyon pass cut through. Wading in, he savored the cool water and began to wash the gore from his body. He was afraid to remove the Ring in fear he would not be able to stand without it, let alone walk back to his capital. Submerging himself in the cold water, he washed his hair before continuing his journey home and back to the four women he longed to see. The urges to have a woman grew by the minute and the Ring grew hot around his long flaccid cock.

**

Yvonne sat dressed in her chamber, the book of spells laid out before her. She had been reading all morning, searching diligently for some way to save Henri from his inevitable demise. The book held no answers, which wasn't surprising since the old Mother's didn't care about the men they used as the Master. Yvonne repeated the words of the original spell in her mind, understanding their meaning more fully now that her knowledge and learning had increased. She looked for a loophole, some backdoor she could use to change the spell by altering it with the magic she and her ring sisters commanded. There had to be a way; in her heart she believed it and in her mind, as possibly the most powerful being in the known world, she was determined to find it.

She lingered on one phrase in particular, as if sensing there was something in it she could use. It was more of a feeling than anything else. She felt close to a breakthrough when the door to her chamber opened and Henri walked in as himself. He didn't walk very far before falling over onto the floor from what appeared to be exhaustion. 

"Henri, my king!" She rushed to his side.

"I'm in need of food and rest, my queen," he said with much effort.

"At once," she returned and called for her maids.

Once she had ordered food for the king she used her magic to transport Henri to her bed. He was only wearing some worn-out trousers he must have found on some clothes line. She sat next to him pulling the covers of her bed over his naked chest.

"The battle was a victory?" she asked.

"Yes, we have no need to fear."

"And the Ring?"

He opened his right hand to show her the gold Ring that had left an imprint on his fingers from the grip he held. "It grows hot and desires me to answer its urges. In my weakened condition I feared leaving it on in case I was not strong enough to resist its call with all the women in the palace."

"We are all diligently searching for a way to help you, my king."

"I just need food and rest now, my lady."

The servants returned with food and drink. Yvonne fed Henri in the bed until he was able to sit up and finish the meal himself. He fell asleep as the noon sun shone down hot on the capital, the Ring tightly in his fist.

**

Henri awoke in the evening with a start. The Ring was burning his hand. He dropped it on the bed before noticing the four women watching over him. He also noticed a pretty maid leaving the room. Her presence was what had made the Ring grow hot. Now that she had departed, he picked it back up and held it between finger and thumb.

"Even now, with it only in my hand, it pulls me to action. It desires to be one with Mentula and seeks a woman's body," he said to his four ladies.

"We know, my king... we are working on the problem," Heather said, standing and coming to the side of the bed.

He quickly noticed all of their appearances. They had taken on the perfection of the Mothers he had encountered in the Temple of Mentula. They were stunning to behold. Now that he was rested and fed he was keenly aware of their appeal and beauty. He swung his legs to the edge of the bed and sat up. The four gathered around him, some standing others kneeling by the bedside. He fingered the Ring among his fingers, feeling the pull it had on his cock if he let it get too near.

"It pulls me to it. I'll show you," he said, pulling down the worn trousers until he sat naked on the edge of the bed.

He moved the Ring closer to his flaccid cock as the four women watched eagerly. His cock lifted toward the Ring without being aroused as the pull from the Ring grew the closer it came. Henri held the Ring directly above the head of his penis, only an inch away. His cock was not hard but it appeared erect due to the attraction from the Ring. When he pulled the Ring away, his cock fell between his legs, only to rise again when he held it close once more.

"It wants nothing more than a woman to sheath it, my king," Arianna said.

"Yes, but no woman can survive," Henri said, pulling the Ring away once again.

"We've preserved Mary's body so that you might see her one last time before burial," Yvonne said.

"Thank you. Her sacrifice must be remembered. Have the funeral preparations been arranged?" he asked.

"No, my king. We thought you would want to do this," Yvonne answered.

"Yes, I will make the preparations myself. Has the army returned?"

"Not yet, they travel much slower than the Master," Heather said.

"And the wedding?" Henri asked, looking at Yvonne.

"Almost finalized, my king," she said, leaning forward to kiss him.

He returned the kiss as her hands touched his legs. He felt a great desire to pull her onto him and make love the rest of the night. Suddenly Serena giggled; she had read his thoughts on what he wished to do to Yvonne.

"Maybe we should leave the two of them alone," Serena said.

"Or maybe Mentula could please us all as Henri has suggested," Heather said.

Yvonne broke the kiss when she heard this and turned around to face the other three. Henri expected her to be angry and to rebuke Heather for such an idea. What transpired instead was the exact opposite.

"That is a lovely idea, Sister," Yvonne said to Heather. "Henri? Do you feel well enough to do as she suggests?"

He was stunned and hesitated until she turned back around to face him. "If that is what you wish, my future queen."

"You may find my change of heart troubling, my king, but I assure you it is no longer a difficult thing to share you with my ring sisters. The bond is strong we have together, we share everything now, even you."

"As you wish, but we must find a more suitable location, the Master will not fit on this bed nor well in this chamber," Henri said, his cock already answering the excitement in his body.

"The courtyard will be sufficient," Arianna blurted, not hiding her own excitement.

"Very well. Follow me," Yvonne said.

Henri was the last to stand and follow the four witches ahead of him to the courtyard. His large cock grew steadily with each step as he held tightly to the warm Ring in his right hand.

**

Lord Byron's rage was as a blacksmith's kern with full bellows blow. He had never been this disrespected in all his days, nor had he heard of such disrespect from a noble. Yvonne and Serena had not even the decency to write a letter of regret, no, they just never showed to a personal invitation to dinner from the lord himself. There wasn't much left in Lord Byron's chambers that he hadn't destroyed. When the squirrely servant knocked, Byron hurled his sword at the door, thrusting the blade six inches through the hard wood and almost killing the man on the other side. He entered nonetheless for he had an important message from the battlefield.

Stepping over broken fragments of several items, he handed Byron the correspondence and left quickly. Byron focused his bloodshot eyes and read. He blinked twice, not believing what he thought he had seen in the ink. Reading again he dropped the letter on the overturned table.

"This cannot be correct. The king single handedly destroyed the army of Garigasia? That can only mean one thing," he spoke aloud.

"The Master has returned," a deep voice said from behind him.

Byron turned quickly to see General Sharis standing at the door with the sword from the door in his hands.

Byron took a step back as Sharis approached him, admiring the blade and kicking away a broken chair.

"I know it was you that hired the assassins. You are guilty of treason and thereby sentenced to death by order of the king," Sharis said calmly as he towered over the old lord.

"I... did no such thing!" Byron bellowed.

"Your very sons have betrayed you. They squealed like pigs to save their own necks," Sharis said, raising the sword.

"I beg mercy! Please spare me," Byron pleaded.

"Traitors deserve no mercy," Shais said, letting the blade fall, cleaving Lord Byron from shoulder to navel with one blow.

**

The four witches turned around to face Henri as they all gathered in the center of the courtyard. One by one they undressed until all stood naked before him. His cock had grown hard and throbbed, bouncing on with the beat of his heart. He admired their beauty, which was beyond compare. He had never seen such perfection, even the old Mothers were not so pleasing to look upon. 

"Place the Ring and let Mentula appear," Heather said.

Henri unclenched his fist, holding the Ring in his palm. He felt the pull on his cock as he neared the ring toward his head, before easing it down his straining shaft. The Master appeared rapidly as Henri was transformed before the four witches. Their rings, hot around their own sex organs, began to glow blue with the Master so close. They approached him, touching his strong legs and reaching up to caress his large orbs hanging under Mentula. To give them better access to him, Henri knelt down among them, putting Mentula at chest level. They all took hold of his shaft, with plenty to spare even with four sets of hands.

Together they began to stroke the hard flesh, working as one to pull the lose skin along his shaft, covering his bulbous head slightly with each upward stroke. Their hands felt astonishing on his cock. Soon Mentula was oozing copious amounts of slippery effluent the witches began to use to stimulate him further. Several minutes passed as they coated his shaft and head with his own juices and pleasured him with their many hands.

"Who wishes to try taking him first," Yvonne asked several moments later.

"It should be you, Mother," Heather quickly replied.

"Very well. Henri? Suggestions?" she asked.

He recalled how the old witches had pleasured themselves with him on his back tied to the walls of his prison. He had little control, none to be sure. He opted for a different solution this time. Easing his large hand behind Yvonne's naked perfect body, he picked her up as she fell back into his palm. With her on her back, he lowered her to the head of his cock as she spread her legs.

"And the ring with protect me?" she asked, a bit nervous.

"Yes," he said just as his enormous head came in contact with her wet sex.

Both of them moaned together as Mentula entered her, the connection by magic, seeming an allusion as Mentula penetrated her small body all the way and disappeared.

"It's glorious!" Yvonne screamed.

**

As soon as Henri's massive head touched Yvonne's sex, she was keenly aware of the magic involved. It became intuitive to her, shaping and shrinking Mentula to her desires as the shaft eased into her body. She found she could manipulate it anyway she wanted. This was why she screamed out how glorious it was. Her glowing ring around her clitoris had total control over the size of Mentula. Henri pulled back out and she watched in amazement as the shaft widened once it was withdrawn. He eased back in and she manipulated it once again, bigger this time, filling her sex more full than anything previous. She had even made it bigger than Henri's natural size.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 11



Her head fell back in utter pleasure as the feelings of rapture filled her body. She had never felt so full, nor so wide open in her life before. The stress pulled her skin tight, moving the flesh around her ring bound clit, causing wonderful sensations to pulse through her as Henri thrust in and withdrew with more speed and effort.

"That is astonishing!" Heather said, watching Henri holding Yvonne in the air and thrusting in and out. "Is it difficult?" she asked Yvonne.

"No, it's... completely... instinctive, we have... total control." Yvonne moaned.

"What does it feel like for you, my king," Arianna asked, just as surprised.

"Incredible, as if her body has somehow grown around it. I cannot tell anything is changing it. It is as if I am not the Master with her ring."

Yvonne's pleasure was increasing. The excitement and newness of the experience was not lost on her enhanced body. She was soon shaking and writhing in the giant hand of Henri as he held her effortlessly and thrust forth on his knees. The pleasure was astounding, the control she had on her own desire was reminiscent to masturbation and her manipulations of Mentula within her soon brought forth a climax she never knew was possible. She began to tremble, convulse and spasm in his palm as the incredible waves flooded the whole of her person until all sound and sight had diminished and overcome by sheer bliss.

It was during this enlightened state that Yvonne found the answer she'd been looking for.

**

Serena watched her sister climax in Henri's hand. He continued to thrust into her as she shook and convulsed, groaning in what sounded and looked like absolute pleasure. Yvonne finally fell limp in his grasp and he slowed his thrusts, pulling out completely and laying her down on the courtyard ground. His palm was wet from her climax. Mentula throbbed and pulsed, covered in the plentiful secretions of Yvonne's insides. The sight was inviting to Serena, causing her to step forward and take hold of the massive shaft. She wondered if the ring around her clitoris would allow her to suck him deep as well as protect her during sex. She soon found her answer as she used her weight to pull the massive shaft almost horizontal before opening her mouth to suck the gigantic purple head. She felt the same connection and control Yvonne did when she made contact with him. She shrunk the head and shaft down to a manageable size, taking Mentula into her mouth and further to the back of her throat. It was a strange sensation with her hands around the middle of his shaft, neither touching the other he was so wide, but experiencing the sensation of a smaller shaft in her mouth that she could suck and lick, using her lips like Yvonne had taught her.

She heard a deep moan come from the Master, Henri was enjoying the oral pleasures she was performing. She sucked and stroked, shrinking more and more of his cock with her mind until she had thoroughly cleaned his shaft of all of her sister's juices in her mouth. As she withdrew, the monster appeared somehow from between her lips until Mentula was again in view. 

Heather and Arianna stepped up next, wanting to experience the same. Both of them took turns sucking Mentula and learning how easy it was to control and contort the large member to a more manageable size. Serena stood next to them and took another turn, sucking him as well as she knew how until all three of them had enjoyed Mentula twice each for several minutes.

"You seemed to have learned quickly," Henri suddenly said, as Mentula appeared from Arianna's mouth.

"Yes, my king. As Yvonne said, it has come naturally to all of us," Arianna said.

"I believe you have mastered Mentula and are doing that which the old Mother's did. I speak not of changing the size. I speak of controlling my climax. I have been on the cusp of ejaculation for far too long."

Serena looked at the two witches standing with her and all of them began to smile.

"Yes, my king. We have found this added knowledge. Are you disappointed in us?" Serena asked. "Would you prefer we did not interfere in this way?"

"It has its purpose, making me able to pleasure you all, but from experience, I know it becomes unbearable when performed too long," he responded.

"We will adhere to your wishes, my king. We will give you control when asked," Heather spoke up.

Henri nodded, looking down at the three standing beneath him; Yvonne had yet to regain her feet. Serena read his thoughts and saw his memories of the Mother's denying him climax for hours and hours. Saw how the witches had floated in the air and manipulated his penis with their power, using imaginary hands and finally a woman's mouth large enough to suck the whole of Mentula. She felt through his memories what this had done to him and vowed never to be so cruel. She also saw his memory of the climax when the Mother's had finally allowed him to ejaculate after he begged and gave in. Henri remembered it well. With all the denial, the pending explosion had been colossal and Serena knew Henri would never forget it.

She left his mind and memories but not before she shared them with the other three. Yvonne had regained her strength and her feet, coming to stand next to Serena.

"You must tell him what you have done," Yvonne said.

"Yes, Mother," Serena answered, wringing her hands and looking downward.

Henri looked down at Serena confused as she began to speak. "I have read your thoughts, my king; your memories of the old witches. I know what they did to you and I have shared it with my sisters here."

"I see," Henri said. "Then you all know the power you could have over me, and what pleasures you can bring to us both. I'm not angry, Serena. I trust all of you with my life. Do you wish I lie on the ground so that you can perform the same acts as the old Mother's?" he asked.

"We all agree that it would be more conducive considering you size, my king," Serena answered.

"Very well," Henri said, easing his large body to lie on the courtyard ground made up of polished stone and lush turf.

Serena admired his prone body, Mentula pulsing, arched over his muscled abdomen. She suddenly lifted herself in the air and rose over his body as the other three watched her. With her mind, she lifted Mentula vertical and floated down to take him inside her tight, recently deflowered sex. She kept him small at first, but with each descending motion, Serena increased the size of Henri's cock until she had exceeded his natural size, feeling the staggering sensations of being so full and the widening and pulling of her flesh. She played with her ring around her clitoris and rode his cock for several minutes, stretching her sex to new proportions.

Wanting to feel him in her ass as the Master, she raised high enough to release him before descending down again with him in her anus. She started very small and increased his girth slowly as she rode him until he was as big as his normal girth. The girth she had learned to accept as a prisoner and loved the sensations.

She rose and fell over and over, while playing with her sex as she was taught. Upon her climax, she pinched both her nipples and screamed out in pleasure as it peaked and burst upon her. She, just as her sister before her, never imagined an orgasm such as this.

**

Henri knew he should have climaxed easily by the time Serena climaxed. He should have spilled his seed when the three were sucking him as well. They were controlling his orgasm from coming, just as the old witches had. It brought back the memories, but he took comfort in believing if he simply asked for control, the four he was so fond of would instantly give it to him. He instead, savored the pleasure their bodies gave him, basked in the edge he hovered on and enjoyed their perfect naked bodies surrounding him as well as the young Serena taking his cock deep inside her tight sex and then her ass.

He caught her from hitting the hard ground when she began to climax. She lost her ability to hover on his cock from the pleasure. She was still shaking in his hand when he laid her on the ground at his side, just as Heather lifted herself in the air to take her place.

He expected it from her. Heather bypassed her vagina completely and lowered herself down onto Mentula, taking the monster directly into her forbidden hole. He knew she was capable of almost taking the whole of it naturally and was sure she was only adjusting his girth and length slightly. He moaned loudly as she eased down on his straining shaft. His pleasure instantly peaked once again, but she stopped his semen from exploding forth, keeping him on the pinnacle of pleasure without falling. His eyes blurred, his body quivered, the enhanced pleasure from being the Master covered his body with bliss as before. This time it was so much better because he wasn't trying to fight it or worry about giving in to the old witches. This time he lay there fully committed to enjoying every sensation he could.

**

Heather was stretching her ass further than ever before, loving the pleasure and pain she had grown to crave as a daughter of Mentula. Henri as the Master was still too big to take naturally, but she took as much of Mentula as she could, hovering amid her pain threshold she craved. Her hand rapidly played with her wet sex and rock hard clitoris. The ring made it easier to play with, she found, and stimulated it further than before. She basked in the sensations coursing through her and the power of the rings added in her bliss. She had accomplished that of which she had always wanted. The lie had come true for her and Arianna, two daughters out of thousands, were the only ones to be given the prize they had been promised. All possible because they followed Henri from Garigasia. She'll never regret that decision even if she was subject to Yvonne as the head.

She monitored Henri's pleasure. Keeping him on the verge of climax but not allowing him that final step where his muscles contracted and the seed flowed. He still had to please Arianna, he couldn't climax yet. Slamming down on Mentula, she let the thick, long shaft penetrate her fast and hard until she could feel it far into her abdomen, filling her bowels with hot, throbbing meat. This moment was exactly what she had lived for. She had trained and toiled for years as a daughter for this exact moment in time. To be pleasuring the Master and taking Mentula into her body, feeling the unadulterated pleasure she knew was capable if she met her goal. Her life was complete; everything was as she thought it should be.

And then she climaxed. Not even she could have imagined the pleasure that resulted, even in her wildest daydreams about the Master, she had never dreamed of such sensations of bliss and rapture. Wave upon wave of potent ecstasy covered her body the likes of which she could hardly withstand and not faint. Her juices gushed from her body, dripping like a spilled goblet down upon Henri's trembling form. Her strength left her and she too fell into his hand to be laid on the ground.

**

Arianna wasted no time, lifting herself and taking Mentula into her ass as Heather had. She was just as skilled as Heather, taking most of the large shaft into her bowels. She not only rose up and down, but also spun her naked body around in a circle, spinning upon Henri's cock, having assumed control of his climax from Heather. She looked down with a grin when she saw his expression as she spun in a circle as she rose and fell. The sensation was incredible to her and must have been to him as well. She felt his semen boiling within him, he had been denied the ability to climax for a while now and she could sense his willingness waning.

As she spun, she played with her large perfect breasts as well as her ring adorned clitoris. She just needed to climax and then she could give Henri his control back. She, like Heather, was ecstatic to be in her position. Every daughter longed to be with Mentula and to be as the Mothers. She was no different and to achieve this high calling and gift was not lost on her. Henri's expression had turned from astonished bliss to a slight grimace. He so wanted to be able to release his pent up load. Arianna knew it was going to be epic, she sensed the quantity in the Master's body just begging to be released. 

Moving up and down faster, Arianna played furiously with her clitoris and brought forth her climax within a few minutes after seeing Henri's expression change. She too was taken aback by the pleasure she had attained. It was more than the Mother's had promised, words could not describe the ecstasy well enough to explain how she felt as her climax crashed over her for longer than she thought possible.

She finally could take no more, lifting herself off of Henri and down to the ground with trembling legs. His body was literally vibrating, his hands were in fists and Mentula looked like it was ready to explode from the inside out. He was covered in sweat as well as the three witch's secretions that had poured out of them during their climaxes.

All four of them stood next to his massive legs and together then used their power to lift his cock vertical. The four of them performed the same oral delight the old witches had when Henri was a prisoner. They were not holding his semen back any longer. As if a woman was sucking his head and taking him down her throat, Mentula finally was allowed to climax and as it did, Henri screamed in pleasure, sending a torrent of white into the night sky. Semen rained down upon him and the four ring sisters for several moments as his climax surged forth again and again, high into the air.

**

Word of the Master's return and the death of the traitor Lord Byron swept the nation as well as the victory over Garigasia grew throughout the known world. With his nation safe, Henri arranged the funeral for the hero Mary Ballantine who was buried among the noble and great ones of his nation. Her sacrifice was known by all and her name praised with a specific day each year to celebrate her life and sacrifice. With the funeral over, Henri and Yvonne were married in a grand ceremony three weeks later. Serena cried as many other women along with her. Men's cheers were heard throughout the nation and peace came finally to his land.

The urges from the Ring had continued to grow as Yvonne and her ring sisters worked on saving him during those three weeks. The enlightenment Yvonne had received from her first climax with Mentula was not a simple task, taking much preparation and even then they all prayed it would be successful. Henri fought against the urges valiantly, hoping they would have the solution soon. He feared leaving the ring unprotected, keeping it on his person day and night. He soon had to wrap it in several layers of leather to keep the heat from burning him. The only time it cooled enough to touch was when it was around his cock and he was enjoying the witches. But this did little to appease the Ring with no spark to harvest.

After the wedding ceremony, he and Yvonne left the palace and traveled alone to a mountain retreat for the king only. It had survived the war and was untouched by the evil Master who had conquered his nation. The scenery was beautiful beyond compare anywhere in the known world, a perfect place for king and queen to spend their first days and nights as husband and wife.

A perfect place for Yvonne to give her special gift to Henri, the love of her life.



The Master and the Ring Ch. 12



Henri lay naked on the bed with Yvonne's head between his legs gently sucking his cock. His hands were behind his head and his eyes closed, enjoying the pampering his new wife was giving him. The Ring was wrapped in cloth in a leather pouch on the bed stand next to him. He could feel its pull from across the room. Yvonne was taking her time; he was humming with pleasure but well away from a climax. Her hot, wet mouth took many inches at a once before bringing him back out, sucking his head for a time. Her hands gently rolled his large testicles as she sucked and bobbed slowly up and down. She was incredibly talented in the art of oral pleasure. Indeed he might say she was the best he'd ever known and that was saying a lot, especially since he had known many woman and several Daughters of Mentula. Now his wife was the Head witch, the very woman sucking his cock was probably the most powerful creature in the known world.

He knew his time was running short. He felt the drain the continuous pull of the Ring was causing to his body, he knew if he didn't give in to the urges and extinguish a woman of her spark, the drain would be fatal. He either gave in or he died. His body had become weak and even his muscles had atrophied from the constant drain from the Ring. At that very moment, with Yvonne's mouth around and deep on his cock he felt he could die a happy man and was almost content to surrender to the abyss.

Her mouth released his cock for the first time in many moments. The change made Henri open his eyes and look down at his beautiful wife. She was smiling and had taken hold of his shaft by the middle and was gently stroking it. Their eyes met and Yvonne spoke as she stroked.

"I have a surprise for you, husband."

"A surprise better than what you are doing now?" he asked.

"Much better, my love. I believe the sisters and I have found a solution to our problem," she said, still stroking him up and down with long gentle movements.

"Please, tell me?" he said.

"In time, but first I would like to finish what I started," she said pulling his cock back to her mouth and enveloping him in wet velvet. 

Henri groaned in delight, basking in the resurgence of pleasure that was Yvonne's highly trained mouth. As curious as he was to know what secret she held, the pleasure overcame him and he soon found his head falling back to his hands and his eyes closing as his wife increased her efforts. His pleasure rapidly increasing, Yvonne knew exactly what she was doing and exactly how to get him to climax when she wanted. She took him deeper than before, sucked harder on his head and this combined with the extensive time she had already been sucking him. The delayed climax soon found its strength and Henri found himself on the verge of orgasm within moments of her beginning anew.

There was no need to warn her. She wanted it to explode in her mouth anyway. Both of the daughters of House Granvas loved to have him ejaculate in their mouths, something he found extremely arousing but nonetheless a little odd, since he has known very few women who've enjoyed his plentiful semen. He sensed she knew exactly when he was going to climax. Her new gifts, as the Head witch, had given her powers he couldn't comprehend nor, he was sure, she had told him about.

His pleasure peaked as she descended the final time onto his large shaft. His muscles tightened and he held on to the intense pleasure until his strength gave out and unleased his large load down her throat. She remained deep on his cock as it convulsed and jettisoned his seed from his body. Each burst caused him to grunt and his legs to flex as the rapture rushed through him.

Nothing escaped her lips; she had swallowed every drop of Henri's semen as it passed out of his bulbous head into her mouth. When the contractions ceased, Yvonne sucked the remains from his body and released his spent cock, letting it fall to his body, wet and still pulsing.

"Mmmm, I'm so glad I can do that again. Having to allow Serena all of you was a small trial during our days in captivity. But now I can enjoy you as I wanted then."

Henri was unable to respond to his wife. He was floating on air and in and out of reality, so good was the sensations she had caused. The climaxes were always so much better when she took her time.

"Henri? Did you hear me?" she asked.

"Yes, wife... I heard you; I was just unable to talk for a moment."

"Such flattery, my king... you don't have to try so hard... I'm already your wife."

"I wasn't... I spoke the truth."

"I'm glad you approve, husband... I will never tire of pleasing you."

"And I you," he said looking down his body at her.

He noticed something new upon her face. She looked tired for the first time since the Ring was reborn. Her perfection and immortality was waning, she did not have the look of flawlessness any longer.

"Yvonne? The hunger of the Ring is killing you and me," he said.

"Yes, we are all growing weak and old before our time. But do not fear, my love... we have found a solution that will save us all.

**

Serena stood naked before the mirror and noticed her sagging breasts first. She looked thirty years old overnight. For a woman of her true age, this was quite a shock. She placed both hands on her breasts and lifted them up to where they should have been, feeling their firmness depleted. She shook her head, put a robe on and left her room to find Heather and Arianna.

She found them discussing the very problem Serena had discovered.

"It's been two days since they left together... why hasn't it worked?" Arianna was asking Heather as Serena entered.

"She hasn't told him yet," Serena answered the question.

"What is she waiting for?" Heather asked. "Look at us, we grow old."

"Mother does as well, it will be soon now," Serena said. "I can read her mind even from this distance. She will tell him of our plan within the hour I believe. We will know if it works soon."

"Good, then let us prepare for the renewal," Arianna said.

"Or death," Heather added.

**

"What is this solution?" Henri asked.

"I will tell you after we eat, I'm starving," she said, getting up from the bed. 

Henri hadn't thought about food, especially when his new wife had woken him up by sucking on his penis. This continued late into the morning until he finished in her mouth. Now he could smell the food the servants had been preparing for him and his queen. The servants were a small group, comprising of a single maid, one cook and a butler who managed the king's retreat. He and Yvonne had met them all upon their arrival. The cook was a portly woman, mid age and seemed to love to eat her own cooking. The butler was older still and very proper, more so than even Yvonne. The maid was a young thing, probably barley of age. She was dark haired, petite and of fair complexion but rather plain of face.

Upon seeing her, Henri felt the pull of the Ring to immediately take her. He since had been avoiding her as much as possible in fear he might give in to the urges. He had noticed that Yvonne had taken a liking to the young woman, conversing often with her since they arrived. 

Henri's thought of food caused his stomach to rumble and he too got up from the bed and put on his robe with his wife. It hung loose on his shirking body, noticeably too large for his wasted frame. Together they left the bed chamber and found the plentiful food waiting for them in the dining room. Marta, the young maid was waiting to serve them and Yvonne greeted her warmly and sat down. Henri felt the pull of the Ring from the bed chamber. It constrained him to return, telling him to bring forth the Master and take the young woman. So strong was the influence, Henri paused upon seeing her and began to turn around to get the ring until Yvonne called to him.

Fighting the pull, Henri turned back to the table and sat next to his queen. She took his hand and squeezed it, smiling at him. She knew what he was going through. She knew what Marta's presence was doing to him. He smiled back, forcing it and stared down at his empty plate to keep from looking at the young woman.

Marta began to serve them, adding food to plates and drink to goblets. To keep himself occupied, Henri began to eat while Yvonne talked a little with Marta in-between bites.

"How long have you been in the King's service, Marta?"

"Since my eighteenth year... six months now, your highness," Marta replied.

"Did you escape the horrors of war here at the retreat?" Yvonne asked.

"Yes, my queen... we were very fortunate. My family was spared. We live very close and my family has served here since I was a child. Cook is my aunt."

"Wonderful, so you know the value of service. Would you say you would do anything for the king?" Yvonne asked.

Marta answered with no hesitation, "Yes, my queen... I am a devoted servant to the king."

"This is well. I hope I may call upon you when the need arises?"

"Without question, my queen, anything you require." 

Yvonne nodded to the young woman and Henri turned his head to look at his new wife. She smiled at him and he shook his head slightly in fear of what she might be thinking. The constant pull of the Ring was wearing on him. Making him weak both mentally and physically as he fought it's seductive urges. The food seemed not to help and he feared the only thing that would was to obey the Ring. That or death.

He was grateful when Marta left the room and he could talk to Yvonne alone.

"Please tell me your plan isn't for me to kill that poor girl. I will not kill another," he said.

"No, my love... but she will need to play a part."

"You need to explain and you need to be quick about it, Yvonne. My fortitude is waning."

"I know. Now just listen, I will explain everything. But first, go retrieve the Ring." 

Henri's patience was waning as well. He didn't want to be anywhere near the Ring, except the Ring told him he did. Yvonne smiled and nodded and he obeyed, getting up from the table by pushing his chair out quickly. He looked at her one last time but she didn't say anything. He went to the bed chamber, picked up the leather pouch and grimaced at the heat, almost burning his hand. He returned to Yvonne and dropped the pouch on the table, standing next to her chair.

"Sit and I will begin," she said.

Henri sat, laid his hands on the table and tried not to reach for the Ring.

"As you know, the old Mothers did not care about the Ring bearer, or the woman he destroyed. They just wanted immortality at any cost. To entice the men, the Ring gives both size and strength as well as pleasure as you also know. The seductive nature of the Ring is their ultimate demise, wherein the Ring finds another. When the Mother's cast the spell they were unaware or did not care that the life force was take along with the spark. They did not know or did not care that it was the spark only that they required."

"If I understand, you're saying the women didn't need to die to get the spark?" Henri asked.

"Exactly. Most women, especially in our country don't even know they have the spark of magic within them... Serena and I didn't and we had it greatly. They will never miss it if it was taken. Take Marta for instance. Her spark is small, I've felt it. She wouldn't notice a thing if it was taken from her, it is so small it probably couldn't be nurtured at all anyway."

"So how do we do that without killing her? What are you suggesting?"

"The sisters and I have been working endlessly on the problem and we've come up with this," she said, pulling a thin gold ring from her robe pocket.

"Another ring? What does this one do?" he asked.

"Put it on and see," she said, handing it to him.

Henri hesitated but then realized his new wife would never wish to hurt him. He undid his robe and picked up his long flaccid cock. The new ring had runes around it as well but wasn't as thick or as wide as the Ring. As he placed it over the head of his cock the runes began to glow red and it seated itself at the base of his cock on its own power. He expected something to happen but no change came to his body. And then he felt it, or in reality he didn't feel it. The pull and seduction of the Ring was gone. His head flew up to meet Yvonne's eyes.

"It's gone! The grip the Ring had on me is no longer!" he almost shouted.

"Yes! I was hoping and praying it would work. But that is not all, my love," Yvonne said, reaching out and picking up the leather pouch.

She opened it and unwrapped the Ring from its cloth confines and set it in front of Henri.

"Go ahead, put it on as well and we shall see if all of our hard work has paid off."

"Are you sure? The Master will not fit in this room?" he said.

"Trust me, my king," she said, picking up the Ring and holding it out to him.

He let her drop it in his hand and was surprised that it was no longer hot. Lifting his cock with one hand he placed the Ring over his head and it slammed down to meet the other ring, glowing bright blue from lack of use. The smaller ring glowed brighter red and the Master did not appear.

"It worked!" Yvonne called out. "It inhibited the Master from appearing but tell me how you feel?" she asked.

"I feel amazing! Strong and invincible just as if I was the Master," he said.

"You are," Yvonne spoke, picking up a knife from the table and thrusting it at his chest.

The blade broke when it came in contact with Henri's flesh and Yvonne dropped the hilt. He couldn't believe what was happening to him. He felt incredible and even with the Ring around his cock he hardly felt the seductive pull to have a woman. It was there but many times less.

"This is not all, my king. The true purpose of the new ring has yet to be revealed. This is where Marta comes into play."

"The new ring allows me to take her spark without killing her, doesn't it?" he asked.

"That is our hope. Upon Mentula's climax, the spark will be taken and transferred to the Ring and to me and my sisters. That is the hope. She will live; the spark will rejuvenate us as well as you. It will make you immortal as we are!"

He was so preoccupied he missed the part about him becoming immortal as well. "But for this to work, I have to know her," he stated instead of asking.

"Yes," Yvonne said, looking down. "There is no other choice. A spark must be harvest and knowing a woman is the only way. As hard as it may be for you to know other women than me and my sisters, it must be so."

"I see that this must be. To save you all I will do what is required of me," Henri said.

"Good, I will fetch the girl and talk with her. She should be willing to serve as she has stated," Yvonne said, standing up and kissing Henri on the cheek before leaving the room.

**

"She has told him of the plan. The new ring is in place and all is going according to our design. Yvonne is now seeking a woman to harvest her spark," Serena told Heather and Arianna.

"The moment of truth is upon us. We will know very soon if our efforts have proven fruitful," Heather said, pacing her chamber.

Arianna was sitting at the table, wringing her hands in anticipation. Serena was in deep concentration, inside the mind of her sister. She could see through Yvonne's eyes as she left the room and searched the king's retreat for the young maid. Yvonne found her in the kitchen talking to the portly cook.

"Marta? Could I trouble you for some help?" Yvonne asked.

Upon hearing her voice. Marta jumped to her feet and bowed to the queen. "Yes, my lady, what can I do?"

"Come with me, I must speak with you."

Yvonne turned and the young Marta followed. Yvonne stopped in a corridor to speak with Marta and Serena heard everything.

"I need your help, Marta. You said before you were willing to do anything for the king." Marta nodded.

"You might have noticed he seemed a bit tense and distant at breakfast. It's not his fault it is mine. How can I put this? As you know we've been here on our honeymoon for two days now. I, being a virgin before, have become tender and sore from the kings desires and need some time to recover. This has made him a bit distraught and I was hoping you could help me."

Serena giggled at the lie and Heather and Arianna turned toward her for answers. Serena ignored them and continued to listen.

"What can I do?" Marta asked, taken aback.

"I'm sure you have heard the stories of kings and their handmaidens? I need you to help satisfy the king until I am able to again."

Marta gasped, placing her hand over her mouth. Yvonne paused, letting the young woman take it all in. Yvonne did not speak until Marta did.

"My queen, what you ask is... unexpected. I have limited experience in such things. I've only known one other man. Surely you could call upon another in my stead?"

"Marta, this is for the king, he is getting irritable and waiting longer will only make it worse. You said you were willing to serve. Don't you find him attractive?"

"Oh, yes, that is not my reservations... It's just I am quite plan, my lady and inexperienced..." she trailed off.

"Not any more than I was two days ago. Will you do this for me?" Yvonne asked again.

Marta wrung her hands and then fidgeted with her maid dress before replying. "I will, my lady."

"Good, then let's continue on to the king."

"As you wish, my queen. Will you be accompanying me with this task?"

"Do you wish me to?" Yvonne asked.

"As he is your husband, I think it would be proper, so as to not injure your relationship in not knowing what transpired between he and I. Also, between the two of us we could help each other please him."

"Very well. I will participate if you wish."

Serena was chuckling again and finally was forced to tell Heather and Arianna what was so humorous. The other two witches shared in the comedy of Yvonne's little lies.

"Did the maid agree?" Arianna asked.

"Yes, they are heading to the king now, it won't be long," Serena said.

**

Henri remained in the chair at the table, looking down at his cock with the two rings upon his shaft. They continued to glow red and blue. He felt powerful and invincible sitting there waiting for his wife and the maid to arrive. He knew nothing was completed yet and he worried something might go wrong. His body had not changed. He was still weak in appearance and knew the new ring was only concealing the larger problem. He was pondering this new experience when the door to the dining room opened and Yvonne and Marta appeared. He quickly closed his robe and stood.

"My king," Marta said, curtsying low.

"Hello," Henri replied, not knowing what had been talked about.

"I've asked Marta to assist me with your needs, my king, since I am unable to at the present time," Yvonne said, giving him a special look to go with what she said.

"I see, and she has consented to your request?"

"Yes, she has, with one stipulation. She would like me to be there and assist so I may not feel ill will toward you and she."

"Very wise for someone so young," Henri said.

"Yes, I thought so."

"Very well, if my queen is alright with this arrangement and Marta has agreed we can retire to the bed chamber," Henri said, motioning with his hand for the ladies to go before him.

Marta was staring at the king and unable to move. Yvonne took her by the hand and led her toward the bed chamber. Henri could tell she was very nervous. He also knew this had to be done. Upon arriving at the bed chamber, Marta turned around and faced Henri with Yvonne at her side. She seemed to be trembling slightly and Henri knew he needed to help her relax. Apparently Yvonne did as well.

"Do you want me to get started with him, and then when you feel comfortably you can join us?" Yvonne asked.

"I would... yes that will be fine," the young maid said.

Yvonne left Marta's side and walked up to Henri and kissed him, placing her hands on his chest. Her hands ran down his body to the tie that held the robe round his waist. As she kissed him she untied the robe and opened it. Henri's body was reacting very quickly to the stimulation, especially with the Ring around his cock. He grew large quickly, pinning his rising shaft between his wife's body, hindering it from rising completely. As the kiss ended, he looked over Yvonne's shoulder at the young Marta, she was frozen in place and watching them, but her eyes were not on his, but down toward his waist, trying to get a glimpse of his cock behind Yvonne.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 12



Yvonne parted his robe with both hands until it slipped off his shoulders and fell to the ground behind him. He was naked with only his wife blocking Marta's view of his body and large cock. Yvonne reached down, taking hold of his shaft and moving it upward with a gentle stroke until he was rock hard. She kissed him again, gently stroking his cock for a few more moments before turning her head to look back at Marta.

"Come, Marta... come help me," the queen beaconed.

Henri watched Marta hesitate but then move forward. Yvonne turned her body as Marta came forward and suddenly Henri's large erect cock, with both rings glowing at the base, came into Marta's view.

She gasped and froze, seeing the size of the king. "Oh my! It's so... large!" she blurted without thinking.

"Yes, this is why I need some time to recover, my dear. Don't be afraid, he is very gentle," Yvonne said, holding her hand out to Marta.

The maid finally tore her eyes from his cock and took the queen's hand, joining her in front of Henri. Marta finally dared look down again and was curious about the rings asking, "What are the rings for?"

"They are the Kings Rings, they are given to the king of our nation along with the crown. Most do not know of this ceremony, it's a privilege to see them," Yvonne explained.

"I see. They glow with light, do they give the king power?" she asked

"In a way. You may have heard of rumors... of the powers the king possesses in battle?" Yvonne asked.

"Yes, but I thought they were only stories."

"Some are, some are not," Yvonne said, taking Marta's hand and placing it on Henri's ridged shaft. "Do not be afraid, touch him, it is okay."

Marta had tensed up when she came in contact with Henri's large cock. With Yvonne's encouragement he felt her hand relax and slowly wrap around the middle of his cock and begin to slide up and down the extensive length. Her small hands did not reach all the way around his width. It felt incredible, even with the new ring inhibiting the Master from appearing it did not lessen the sensations the Ring enhanced. Henri closed his eyes and enjoyed the small hand of the maid as it caressed his hard cock.

"That's good; you are doing well, Marta," Yvonne said still encouraging the young girl. "I want to ask you a personal question. Have you ever pleased a man with your mouth? I have heard of such things but I do not know how myself?"

Henri suppressed the laugh that suddenly betrayed him by grunting and clearing his throat. He then realized, from the look from his queen, what she was doing and covered well.

"I... I have, my queen... but not often and never on such a large member."

"Can you show me? Teach me to please him in such a way. If you will?" Yvonne asked.

"I will try, my queen," Marta said, dropping to her knees and pulling Henri's stiff shaft with her.

Henri looked down and watched the young woman stare at his extensive cock. She looked intimidated and was hesitating. Neither he nor Yvonne spoke. He knew what Yvonne was trying to do. She was trying to get the young woman to feel like she was teaching Yvonne and serving, for this was what she was accustomed to and comfortable with.

"He is much larger than anything I've seen or touched before but I think the same principles will work. I've learned a few things and I know what my Peter likes. I will teach you," Marta said.

"Is Peter your man?" Yvonne asked.

"Yes. He was my first and only," she answered as she continued to caress Henri while holding him horizontal with her other hand.

"I like to start slow, with just my tongue and then my mouth later, like this," she said.

Henri felt and watched her wet tongue begin to lick his oozing, blood engorged head and a moan slipped from his mouth. She pressed her tongue into his slit and moved his pre-ejaculate around with her tongue, bathing his head in the wet juices. He moaned again and had the desire to grab the young woman's head and thrust his cock into her mouth. It was the Ring speaking for him. 

"He seems to like that, Marta," Yvonne said falling to her knees next to the young maid as she continued to lick Henri's cock head.

"Now, I know Peter likes when I suck his head into my mouth and use my tongue as I suck. I also move my hand on his shaft. I'll show you," she said before opening her mouth and taking Henri's head into her hot little mouth.

She stroked his shaft with both hands and sucked as she played with the underside of his head with her tongue. He moaned again. For someone so young she had learned well in a short time. Henri had a suspicion the little maid had done this more than a few times like she had said. She continued to suck and stroke and took another inch of his shaft into her mouth to show Yvonne before letting him out to talk.

"He is much wider and longer than my Peter, but you get the idea. Now you try?" she said to Yvonne, pushing Henri's wet cock toward the queen.

**

"This is one of the most humorous things I've ever experienced," Serena said, laughing and giggling. "Yvonne's pretending she has not sucked a man and has the maid instructing her!"

"Mother is brilliant! She's keeping the maid involved by acting naïve," Heather said.

"Yes, and it's working. She will work herself up, teaching Yvonne, and have to have Henri inside of her soon," Serena said, concentrating again.

She could see Henri's body out of Yvonne's eyes. Yvonne was licking and sucking Henri's head and stroking his shaft as the maid instructed her. Serena could tell Yvonne was acting as if it was a difficult thing, which made Serena giggle all the more.

**

"Very good, my queen, nice smooth strokes and try and take more of him into your mouth," Marta explained.

Yvonne pretended to gag and released Henri's cock with only two inches in her mouth. "He is so big it is difficult," Yvonne said, acting like she was catching her breath.

She moved his cock back to Marta, who gladly took hold of him and began to suck and stroke anew.

Yvonne knew she had her. She could see the young woman's nipples pressing against her dress and watched her squeeze her legs as she sucked and stroked the king. She looked up at Henri and he smiled down at her knowing the same thing. It was only a matter of time before Henri would take the young woman.

Henri let the young girl suck his cock for a few more moments before Yvonne motioned with her eyes for him to reach down and stop her. Yvonne watched as he did, pulling the young girl up by her shoulders and reaching down her young body to the bottom of her dress. She didn't complain or stop him as he lifted her dress off. She only had a light shift under the dress. Henri suddenly picked her up and carried her to the bed. She squealed with surprise but did not struggle. He laid her on the bed and pulled her shift up, revealing her unshaved sex.

Yvonne joined them on the bed and helped the girl out of her shift as Henri's head found her sex. She screamed with pleasure as he spread her open with his tongue and dropped his mouth full on her flushed sex.

"Oh, my king... oh my... what are you... ohh that is good... Oh by the ancients!" Marta screamed.

"Has Peter not treated you orally?" Yvonne asked.

"Oh... no... never... oh my goodness!" the maid screamed, rocking and squirming on the bed.

Henri feasted on the young woman. Yvonne watched him nibble her little clit and finger her tight young sex, driving the young maid into a frenzy. Several minutes passed and Yvonne had never seen nipples so hard and erect before. The maid's body was totally consumed by Henri's oral talent. Yvonne knew he could do anything to her if he wished.

He worked up her body, kissing and licking her until he found her engorged nipples and sucked both, nibbling and sucking each several times. In this posting he was primed to take her. Marta's chest heaved and her skin and face were flushed with blood. Yvonne leaned in and whispered into Henri's ear.

"Take her now, my love."

He moved slowly forward, positioning his cock at the moist entrance and gently eased his wide head into her tight sex. Marta screamed, clawing Henri's back in passion and lower still, grabbed his buttocks and pulled him into her. 

**

"We have penetration!" Serena screamed.

"The moment of truth is upon us," Heather said, coming back over near Serena.

She forced herself to sit down next to Arianna. She grasped her ring sister's hands and Arianna took hold of Serena's. Together they held each other and waited for the climax of Mentula and the renewal spark to enter them through the rings upon their clitorises. Heather watched Serena intently, reading her facial expression to predict the moment of climax. If the new ring worked and they were renewed, immortality was assured her and all her dreams and desires would come true. Her grip tightened on Serena's and Arianna's hands, awaiting the moment where Henri climaxed.

**

Marta had never even imagined taking something so huge inside her body. Compared to Peter's cock, the king was massive, filling her up like never before. He was so large she felt him all the way to her chest, or so it seemed. It didn't hurt, it was just extremely full but she soon adjusted to his girth and length as her hands had pulled him into her with pure lust. This man, her king had sparked something inside her she didn't recognize. She had a hunger for him and it only got stronger as he began to withdrawal and thrust in over and over again.

Through glassy eyes, she watched the queen, looking down at her. There was a strange expression on her face, as if she was awaiting something. She almost looked eager for something to happen, but Marta dismissed it as a climax engulfed her body, the likes of which she had never experienced before. The massive cock of the king had reached new depths and brought new pleasure to her she could hardly comprehend. It was almost unnatural how incredible her climax was as it burst upon her body in euphoric waves of bliss.

**

Henri knew the young maid was in the grips of a climax. He felt her snug womanhood contract and grip his moving cock even tighter than it already was. Her firm, young body was not lost on him. She had never had such a man inside of her before and he felt it all around his shaft and head. It was enhanced by the Ring and the pleasure was glorious.

He thrust forth over and over, making the small breasts of the maid roll in circles upon her chest. He basked in the pleasure Mentula provided, the sensations were so far enhanced it was addicting. His queen urged him on with her looks, as she watched the maid and him back and forth. The anticipation on Yvonne's face was apparent. He felt his large orbs tighten slightly; he was nearing his climax as Marta seemed to remain in the grips of her own.

He was almost afraid to climax. He feared the new ring would not work and for some reason he was afraid to find out, because if it didn't, he knew what that meant. He knew he would have to die and a new Master would claim the Ring or his queen and her Ring sisters, he has come to love, would die themselves. For he had vowed not to take another innocent woman's life.

He also knew he had to find out. The pleasure in his cock increased. The maid beneath him shook and moaned with her continued climax. Yvonne knelt next to him, staring down at the young girl in anticipation of the end and his orgasm that would hopefully give them all new life. His thrusts strengthened. He felt his large testicles hitting the young girl's buttock as he slammed all of his length into her body, where no cock had gone before. They tightened fully and his climax was imminent.

The Ring grew hot as he neared his peak and it prepared to rob the spark and life from the woman Mentula was taking. Enhanced pleasure spread through his body from his straining cock until he could no longer hold his climax back. It was the moment they had all been waiting for.

His climax came, his semen sprayed forth into Marta in a spectacular sensation he only achieved while wearing the Ring. He groaned with pleasure as the next contraction surged forth, drenching the girls insides with his hot seed. His eyes were trained on the rings as his cock spewed forth. Both were at their brightest and he felt the power of the Ring taking the spark of the girl below him. His cock continued to spew forth and Marta suddenly went limp. He finished inside of her and looked at his queen in fear that Marta was dead.

He noticed very quickly the power Yvonne was receiving; her face was renewed to the flawlessness he had seen her gain when the Ring was reborn. He did not realize his body was reacting the same.

The spark had been taken but at what cost?

**

"Yes! We are renewed!" Heather screamed as she felt the power of the ring around her clit fill her with rapture and power. She watched her Ring sisters grow perfect before her as she also felt the change. Her breasts firmed, her face tightened and her body felt alive and energized with the fresh new magic the Ring had stolen.

"It worked, did it not?" she asked Serena.

"I'm not sure... obviously we are renewed but Yvonne is worried the maid is dead. She is unresponsive at the moment. It might have killed her anyway," Serena said, looking worried.

"Henri will not take this well. He will think we tricked him into killing another woman. He will be very angry with us," Arianna said.

The three looked at each other with worried looks and Serena again concentrated on Yvonne's mind.

**

Massive amounts of semen gushed out of Marta's body when Henri pulled Mentula free. It seemed the substantial amount of effluent was not lessened by the new ring around his cock. A copious thick flow of white ran from her open sex onto the bed. The young woman was not moving nor did it appear she was breathing.

"Tell me I did not kill her, Yvonne!" he bellowed.

Yvonne ignored him and went to Marta's face, patting her cheek and trying to roust the young girl.

"Marta... Marta!" she raised her voice, patting her cheek harder and then shaking the woman's body.

"No! No, this cannot be... I have killed another innocent woman!" Henri cursed, placing his hands on his head and becoming very distraught.

"Marta!" Yvonne screamed, slapping her hard across the face.

Suddenly the maid awoke, crying out in pain from the slap.

"What's wrong? Did I fall unconscious?" she asked, her face stinging from the slap.

"Oh, my precious girl... yes you must have, you frightened us beyond belief," Yvonne said, raising the naked girl up and hugging her.

"I'm sorry... I was overcome with pleasure... I did not know something could be so wonderful."

Yvonne turned and looked at Henri, he had tears in his eyes and now the relief of seeing the girl alive was washing over him. The new ring had worked, keeping her alive but stealing her spark.

"Thank the ancients! You're alright!"

"How do you feel?" Yvonne asked.

"Wonderful and messy," she giggled. "I see I have pleased the king, he has climaxed."

"Yes, Marta, you did excellent. Thank you for your service," Yvonne said.

"My pleasure and if you need my services again, my lord and lady, don't hesitate to call on me again. I should clean up and get back to my chores now."

Yvonne assisted Marta in cleaning up and dressing and let her out of the bed chamber. She turned back to Henri and saw him in deep thought leaning against the wall of the room, still naked. He looked glorious. His muscled body had returned and he was the model of perfection.

"Are you alight, my love?" she asked.

"I'm perfect, my queen... but I admit I was horrified I had killed her."

"Yes, but you didn't. She is fine, has no idea what we did to her, as I suspected would be the case. By now the others will know it has worked. Serena has been in my head since this morning. We have done it Henri we have succeeded!" Yvonne cried, running and jumping into his arms.

Together they fell onto the bed, kissing and holding each other with joy.

**

"What a relief, the girl lives," Arianna called out in glee.

"Yes! Our casting of the new ring was a success! Look at us, we are again flawless!" Heather said, spinning around.

"Henri will have to know other women forever now, but that is a small price to pay for his life and immortality," Serena commented.

"Yes, but this will not be an issue. There will be many women who desire the king, we will be young and perfect for eternity," Heather screamed, raising her hands to the heavens as her Ring sister's called out in chorus.

**

Yvonne kissed her new husband. It was like a weight had been lifted from off of them. The dread of the Ring killing Henri was gone; the new spell had worked perfectly. She savored his naked body on top of her, knowing he would remain perfect as she and her sisters would forever. She felt his cock growing between them as they kissed. Mentula was awakening again with the Ring still firmly seated at the base of his cock. 

"I want to feel Mentula, my king... I want to feel this new creation we have given birth to, for I sense the pleasure will be as if the Master was present.

"This is true, my queen. All the power and all the pleasure has remained," he answered.

"Yes, then show me! Take me the forbidden way, my king... sheath Mentula inside my ass," she begged.

"Your wish shall be granted, my queen," he said, yanking her robe open and pulling it off of her to be tossed on the ground.

Their flesh met. Her large, firm breasts smashed against his muscled chest and they kissed deeply once more. She felt the heat and width of his shaft press against her wetness and the heat of her ring above, glowing blue around her clitoris. Blood surged anew into Mentula and she hungered to be taken by him in her forbidden orifice once again. He was soon fully erect and throbbing against her sex as they kissed and his hands found her breast. A thrill of pleasure seized her as he pinched and twisted both nipples as their tongues danced together.

Yvonne felt his shaft become slippery from her juices as they flowed heavily in anticipation. With worry gone, she finally could relax and enjoy her new husband more fully.

"Wet your length in my sex and then take me the forbidden way," she whispered into his ear as the kiss finally ended.

He did not reply with words, only actions. She felt him move lower until the head of Mentula was at her moist, flushed sex. Suddenly he thrust his cock deep into her, driving the whole of his length into her body. She felt hot secretions forced out as he entered, oozing down to her wanting anus. He held deep from a few moments before pulling completely out and rising up on his knees. He took hold of her legs and bent them up and out, lifting her buttocks from the bed for better access to her forbidden hole. His cock was covered in her plentiful juices and both rings glowed brightly around the base of his cock.

"Yes, do not hesitate, my king... take me now... I want all of Mentula and the new pleasure!" Yvonne voiced.

He took hold of his cock, bent it down and pressed his head against her tight, wet anus. She opened up for him with ease as he pressed forward and popped in, past her tight outer muscle. She screamed in pleasure as the heat and width of Mentula entered her, filling her full of flesh and exquisite pleasure. The new ring linked with hers around her clitoris and all the rapture she lusted for engulfed her body.

**

The new ring gave Henri energy and strength he had not experienced before. He hadn't felt this young and vibrant since before the war. He finally started to realize why when he caught his reflection in the mirror on the dresser. Somehow, Yvonne and the witches had linked his new ring with theirs. He had received the power from the maid as they had. His body had become as flawless as theirs. He stared at himself for several moments, taking his appearance in and fully comprehending what had happened.




The Master and the Ring Ch. 12



His cock was surrounded by tight, hot, splendor, as he looked down from the mirror at his perfect wife and queen. Her clitoral ring glowed blue, fitting snugly on her little nub. He smiled down at her and pulled half of his long cock from her anus before shoving it quickly back in. His orbs slapped his wife's body with force and pleasure surged through his renewed body. His thrust rolled her breasts upward only to fall still quickly as they had become firm once more. Leaning forward slightly, Henri took hold of both as he withdrew and thrust again into her. 

He felt the connection the new ring had made with hers.

Together they shared the pleasure and passion as husband and wife forever linked. Two perfect immortal beings, merged as one in the grips of ecstasy. Both their bodies vibrated with unadulterated bliss as his thrusts continued over and over. The new ring brought more pleasure than even they had felt before. For both, this was difficult to comprehend, thinking they had both experienced their fair share of pleasure, especially in the last few months. This was deeper, more personal and unbelievably powerful. Every inch of their bodies radiated unsurpassed pleasure which continued until the perfectly synchronized climax. 

The End